It was a cold and wet December day

When we touched the ground at J.F.K.

The snow was melting on the ground

On B.L.S. I heard the sound

(Of an angel).

New York like a Christmas tree

Tonight, this city belongs to me,

(Angel).

Soul love

Well 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 and she's got to be an angel.

Lady Day got diamond eyes

She sees the truth behind the lies

(Angel).

Soul love

Well this love won't let me go.

So long

Angel of Harlem.

Blue light on the avenue

God knows they got to you

Empty glass, the lady sings

Eyes swollen like a bee-sting.

Blinded, you lost your way

In the side streets and the alleyways

Like a star exploding in the night

Filling up the city with broad daylight.

Angel in devil's shoes

Salvation in the blues

You never looked like an angel

Angel of Harlem.