It was a cold and wet December day
  When we touched the ground at JFK
  Snow was melting on the ground
  On BLS I heard the sound
  Of an angel
    New York, like a Christmas tree
  Tonight this city belongs to me
  Angel
    Soul love...this love won't let me go
  So long...angel of Harlem
    Birdland on fifty-three
  The street sounds like a symphony
  We got John Coltrane and a love supreme
  Miles says she's got to be an angel
    Lady Day got diamond eyes
  She sees the truth behind the lies
  Angel
    Soul love...this love won't let me go
  So long...angel of Harlem
  Angel of Harlem
    She says it's heart...heart and soul...
  Yeah yeah...(yeah)
  Yeah yeah...(right now)
    Blue light on the avenue
  God knows they got to you
  An empty glass, the lady sings
  Eyes swollen like a bee sting
  Blinded you lost your way
  Through the side streets and the alleyway
  Like a star exploding in the night
  Falling to the city in broad daylight
  An angel in Devil's shoes
  Salvation in the blues
  You never looked like an angel
  Yeah yeah...angel of Harlem
    Angel...angel of Harlem...
  [Repeat and fade]