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Written by |
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Stevie Nicks. |
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I've been walking under rainbows too long to tell |
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You keep walking down mean streets my street angel |
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I try to bring you in out of the cold |
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But street angels live on the street |
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And they always will |
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Street angels aren't like anyone you know |
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They do what they want and they go where they go |
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They may tell you that you hold the world in your hands |
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But they always give it back |
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They always give it back |
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No amount of crying changes your mind |
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No amount of praying brings you inside |
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I know that you love me and that you always will |
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You just stand outside and call to me |
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My sweet street angel |
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A Charles |
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Dickens character, with your top hat and your scarf |
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When you pull me through the rainbow |
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I thought you'd stop |
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But you didn't you turned around |
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You went back to the children and your music |
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And the people that you love |
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I can't help but wonder if |
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Every one in a while you remember the girl |
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When you were a homeless angel that drove you wild |
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Strange and elusive |
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No amount of crying changes your mind |
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No amount of praying brings you inside |
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I know that you love me and that you always will |
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You just stand outside and call to me |
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My sweet street angel |
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So I ended it all for the both of us |
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I fell down the stairs a broken rag doll |
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But you never knew you just thought |
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I went away |
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With nothing more to hope for |
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But you don't hear voices anymore |
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No my sweet street angel |
