Still when I was crying
You were on my side
Angel, you can come and see me here tonight
Angel, of course you're always more than welcome here
Still I'm needing somebody else: again.
Writings up my place
There is nothing much I want to do about it
The way I fall without you
The way I'm dull without you
I split my score, offer you love.
Still when I was crying
You were on my side
Angel, I never thought that I'd be free or clear
Angel, except for you, I doubt that I'd be here
Still I'm needing somebody else: again.
Still I'm needing somebody else: again.
