You should have been an Angel, it would've suited you. My gold leafed triptych Angel, she knows just what to do. In the half light of mornin', in a world between the sheets.
Our love girl is goin' through changes. I don't know if I'm alive, dead, dyin' or just a little jaded. Someone throw me a line. You know I need it. I need it bad.
I asked the boy in the picture. What could he see?. He said, it's been twenty long years. But you, you still look like me. . If you find somebody that you need.