The Decemberists - Angel, Won't You Call Me? | Текст песни

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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've 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've 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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