Текст и слова песни The Decemberists – Angel, Won't You Call Me?
Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause,
Angel, won't you call me?
Waiting for a sweet breeze,
Read it in the tea-leaves
Saw them crown you May Queen
Heard you sing the sweetest thing
But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?
So here I am in corduroy
Catch it in your Polaroid
Thought it was an off night,
Caught in such a warm light
But, Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause
Angel, won't you call me?
But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause,
Angel, won't you call me?
Waiting for a sweet breeze,
Read it in the tea-leaves
Saw them crown you May Queen
Heard you sing the sweetest thing
But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?
So here I am in corduroy
Catch it in your Polaroid
Thought it was an off night,
Caught in such a warm light
But, Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause
Angel, won't you call me?
But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?
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