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Sometimes, the most beautiful things,
the most innocent things.
And many of those dreams, pass us by.
Keep passing me by.
You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would;
When you were good, you were very, very good.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till i become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime, yeah.
And to those that I love,
Like a ghost through a fog
Like a charmed hour and a haunted song,
And the angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams.
(You said) You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would...
When you were good, baby,
you were very good.
I still look up, when you walk in the room.
I've the same wide eyes, now they tell the story.
I try not to reach out, when you turn 'round you say hello.
And we both pretend,
I'm no great pretender.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till i become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime.
And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog
- like a charmed hour and a haunted song
And the angel, angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams...
I still look up...
I try hard not to look up, yeah...
That girl was me, yeah...
Track a ghost through the fog, yeah...
A charmed hour and a haunted song...
Track a ghost through the fog, baby...
Oooh, you try hard...
But you'll never catch me - yeah...
Translate to:
Sometimes, the most beautiful things,
the most innocent things.
And many of those dreams, pass us by.
Keep passing me by.
You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would;
When you were good, you were very, very good.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till i become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime, yeah.
And to those that I love,
Like a ghost through a fog
Like a charmed hour and a haunted song,
And the angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams.
(You said) You feel good,
I said it's funny that you understood.
I knew you would...
When you were good, baby,
you were very good.
I still look up, when you walk in the room.
I've the same wide eyes, now they tell the story.
I try not to reach out, when you turn 'round you say hello.
And we both pretend,
I'm no great pretender.
So I close my eyes softly,
'till i become that part of the wind
that we all long for sometime.
And to those that I love, like a ghost through a fog
- like a charmed hour and a haunted song
And the angel, angel of my dreams.
Angel of my dreams...
I still look up...
I try hard not to look up, yeah...
That girl was me, yeah...
Track a ghost through the fog, yeah...
A charmed hour and a haunted song...
Track a ghost through the fog, baby...
Oooh, you try hard...
But you'll never catch me - yeah...