Nighttime stirs all over darling Summer weaves through the trees, calling Return to me, return to me Crooked fate can't escape yesterday The golden ones block the sun And left us shade And it covers you in navy blue Blue Angel Become that photograph under glass Drowning in tidal pools of the past And return to me, return me A fractured form, down the stairs, descending For the last 30 years, pretending That I wanted this Emptiness Blue Angel Come back to me (heaven's full, I feel invisible) Blue Angel