Street Angel - Stevie Nicks, David Crosby

I’ve been walking under rainbows

Too long to tell

You keep walking down mean streets

My street angel

I try to bring you in

Out of the cold

But street angels live on the street

And they always will

Street angels aren’t like anyone you know

They do what they want

And they go where they go

They may tell you

That you hold the world in your hands

But they always give it back

(They always give it back)

No amount of crying

Changes your mind

No amount of praying

Brings you inside

I know that you love me

And that you always will

You just stand outside and call to me

My sweet street-angel

A Charles Dickens character

With your top hat and your scarf

When you pulled me through the rainbow

I thought you’d stop

But you didn’t

You turned around

You went back to the children, and your music

And the people that you love

I can’t help but wonder if

Every once in a while

You remember the girl

When you were a homeless angel

That drove you wild

Strange and elusive

No amount of crying

Changes your mind

No amount of praying

Brings you inside

I know that you love me

And that you always will

You just stand outside and call to me

My sweet street-angel

So I ended it all

For the both of us

I fell down the stairs

A broken rag doll

But you never knew

You just thought I went away

With nothing more to hope for

But you don’t hear voices any more

No, my sweet street-angel