Angels Never Lie - Part 2

Baby, stop your crying,
I know your lying
and angels never lie!

Baby, stop pretending,
I know you're bending
the truth for your own sake
for I know the time has washed out
your glamourous veneer, now it makes me queer.

Baby, you can hide your smile
it might have worked for a while
but now it's just silly style.

Baby, you need your little lies
to come up with your guys
you later might despise
for I know that your jealousy
was aroused by your unfaithfulness.

So get up and get your jet
there's nothing that I should regret
but the dreams you stole.

So get up and get your jet
there's nothing that I should regret
but the faith you stole from me.

Copyright: Olaf Römer, June 2002