Angel of Harlem

It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched down at JFK
Snow was melting on the ground
On BLS I heard the sound of
An Angel
New York like a Christmas tree
I said tonight this city belongs to me
Angel
Soul love
This love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Birdland on fifty three
The street sounds like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and a love supreme
Miles and she has to be
An Angel
Lady Day got diamond eyes
She sees the truth behind the lies
Angel
Soul love
This love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Blue light on the avenue
God knows they got to you
An empty glass the lady sings
Eyes swollen like a bee sting
Blinded you lost your way
On the side streets and the alley ways
Like a star exploding in the night
Filling up the city with broad daylight
An Angel in Devil's shoes
Salvation in the blues
You never looked like an Angel
So long
Angel of Harlem
Angel
Angel of Harlem
Angel
Angel of Harlem
Angel
Angel of Harlem