Angel of the Night
I’ve fallen in love with the angel,
The angel of the night.
I saw her fly
Out from moonlight.
Time seemed to slow,
When she crossed my path.
Her wings were ghostly white,
Her hair gleaming black.
Before I had known it,
She had flown back out,
Back out into the darkness,
Back out into the night.
But, I still remember her face,
Sculpted, sharp, and bright.
I’ll come back tomorrow,
Praying to catch one more sight.
I’m in love with the angel,
The angel of the night.