Help me angel Plant my feet a little higher Help me angel I've been too close to the fire Help me angel Make my dream a little brighter Help me angel
I can't believe she's going I said please show me What selfish seeds I plant along the way Black harvest today The empty bed she left me, cold on one
The story goes, the truth is no one knows A stranger came, a man who lost his name At night he tells me his tale, prison, women, wail The took him in
I can feel the heat, no one has to tell me It's so good, once it starts I'll never let go I can feel the beat like a Spanish dancer Under my feet, making
So wild, standing there, with her hands in her hair I can't help remember just where she touched me There's still no face here in her place So cool,
She bathes me in sweetness I cannot reveal For sharing dreams I need my woman This humble expression meagerly dressed My eyes so mean it has no meaning
When a western man loses his best friend many days are spent in years And without belief he knows his empty grief is a name for his own fears Oh, the
High above the heat of a summer New York street An out-of-work musician plays a solo saxophone He's a preacher and a teacher And he stands up all alone
Stand up in a clear blue morning until you see what can be Alone in a cold day dawning, are you still free? Can you be? When some cold tomorrow finds
Think about it, there must be higher love Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above Without it, life is a wasted time Look inside your heart, I'
