The Decemberists - Angel, Won't You Call Me? текст песни

Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause,
Angel, won't you call me?

Waiting for a sweet breeze,
Read it in the tea-leaves
Saw them crown you May Queen
Heard you sing the sweetest thing

But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?

So here I am in corduroy
Catch it in your Polaroid
Thought it was an off night,
Caught in such a warm light

But, Angel, won't you call me?
Could I be the only
Though I am a lost cause
Angel, won't you call me?

But I been so unbridled
I fled at the face of my rival
When I felt his breath
At the back of my neck
Angel, won't you call me?