From the recording The Players
Lyrics by Rupert Davis 13.10.04
Guitar & Vocals - Dave Dove
Violin - Mike Hearman
Lyrics
She flew in from paradise
Her name was angel
Sent me some advice
About how to sing a love song
She soared across the havens
Floating on the breeze
My inhibitions caved in
And I just get blown along
Angel let me fly on your wings
Strum the bars they painted on this cage
Into a harp with guitar strings
American born but heaven made
And so I followed my muse
In harmony
The rhythm you cannot refuse
An angel taking flight
Queen of the seraphim
Echoes across the Atlantic
I hear that song in everything
Colliding hearts ignite