Angel of the City

Another hard day in the city

Sweat pouring down—oh it ain't so pretty

Working your fingers to the bone

Trying to get blood from a stone

The whip it cracks just like thunder

Some survive it—most go under

Dancing this ball and chain around

There ain't no hope to be found

Now are you're watching over me

Angel of the city?

Tell me where can you be?

In time I'll find you—angel of the city

The streets they scream, with desire

The air is thick with dreams on fire

This ain't any kind of life

Living on the edge of a knife

Are you watching over me

Angel of the city?

Tell me where can you be?

In time I'll find you—angel of the city

Come on show your face

Angel of the city

Free me from this place

Heaven send her to my door!

I can't hide away here anymore

—Robert Tepper

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