Angel of Harlem

What's that dirty game you're playing here

You hold me close but then keep pushing me away

I'd be a fool to let this once again hold me

You make me think I'm a ghost now baby

I can only swear by what you do

Everyday I try to build another bridge between us

But no matter what I can do

It's ever still not that much

I'm walking through the rain so slow

But now everyday the blame will be on me

I'm torn I'm praying to overdose

But the rain is still gonna fall on me

A little tenderness, a little kiss is all I really want

I try to get over you but no I can't

These feelings keep running through my mind and I can't pretend

Now it's too late the letters have been sent

I'm here dazed and confused this is the state of mine

Take a paper and write the following on it

I would have gone around the world to catch you on time

But my heart had been stolen and you are the thief

I could barely look around me now I'm blind

My imagination slowly runs out of grace

There's an empty place where used to be my mine

But your image has taken that place

I may be a shadow for you now my baby

I try though to be grateful for what you do

But you only let my mind go astray

And there's no way I can't get over you

I'd be a fool to let you enrapture me

I still can't live without you

But now what else can we do

© Miss Zarashake

May 4th, 2000

For Guillaume Krin