Angel (Not a Saint)

Fade, fade I do without you woman

I take the long way home when you’re not here

Let me paint a picture for you

I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint

So put the real on your feel

When we meet on the hill

And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t

I’m an angel, not a saint

Come and tumble down across my pillow

Come and lay your flesh upon my shadow

And wet the daisies in my meadow

I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint

So put the real on your feel

When we meet on the hill

And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t

I’m an angel, not a saint

Settle all your horses in my stables

Your instability is killing me

Let me paint a picture for you

I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint

So put the real on your feel

When we meet on the hill

And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t

I’m an angel, not a saint