Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
Nils Lofgren
In the fall of the year she flew across the ocean
To Ireland, the land of her fathers
When we said goodbye a tear was in her eye
I lost her then and there, my Irish angel
The first letter came, she said she loved it there
And how much she wished I was there with her
She wrote it on a hill in a gentle Irish rain
I saw her in my mind, my Irish angel
I wrote her back but then there was no second letter
Just the silence of the snow that fell around me
I let her down I know, the day I let her go
Now she's found someone else, my Irish angel
First time I saw her, my heart went in a spin
When they speak of love they call it falling
It was like I held my breath, 'till I laid eyes on her again
So beautiful she was, my Irish angel
And when a stolen glance led to a stolen kiss
I thought I knew the chance that I was taking
But oh I never knew a love as strong as this
Or what it was to feel my own heart breaking
So now I raise a glass and then I raise another
One to forget, one to remember
And one just to dream of how things could have been
If I hadn't lost my Irish angel
One just to dream of how things could have been
If I hadn't lost my Irish angel
Irish Angel was written by Bruce McCabe.
Irish Angel was produced by Nils Lofgren.