Angel (Not a Saint)

Fade, fade I do without you woman
I take the long way home when you’re not here
Let me paint a picture for you
I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint
So put the real on your feel
When we meet on the hill
And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t
I’m an angel, not a saint

Come and tumble down across my pillow
Come and lay your flesh upon my shadow
And wet the daisies in my meadow
I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint
So put the real on your feel
When we meet on the hill
And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t
I’m an angel, not a saint

Settle all your horses in my stables
Your instability is killing me
Let me paint a picture for you
I’m an angel, not a saint

So put your body on my canvas and paint
So put the real on your feel
When we meet on the hill
And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t
I’m an angel, not a saint