Angel in Blue Jeans - Train

Written by：Amund Bjork

And though I never got her name

Or time to find out anything

I loved her just the same

And though I rode a different road

And sang a different song

I'll love her till my last breaths gone

Like a river made of silver

Everyone came running to the scene

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Late that night she got away

I chased her to the turnpike

Then lost her where the music never plays

And though I rolled upon the stones

And fell into the water

I'll love her till my judgment day

Like a sunrise made of white lies

Everything was nothing as it seems

I was shot down in cold blood

By an angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

I hear voices calling all around

I keep falling down

I think my heart could pound right out of me

I see a million different ways

To never leave this maze alive

I woke up in somebody's arms

Strange and so familiar

Where nothing could go wrong

Barely alive or nearly dead

Somehow awake in my own bed

And there you are

Like a highway headed my way

Life is but a dream

I was shot down by your love

My angel in blue jeans

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah