(Bob Welch)

Oh how I wish I was back in Georgia

Maybe I want, to be back in time

I've got a sweet lot of memories, of another place

And a heart full of longing, for another life

Angel, I want to see you

Angel, I want to see you

Angel, I really want to see you

Angel, I want to see you, right now

Oh how I wish, I could see an angel

Deliver me from, this dark dispair

I've got a sweet lot of plans that have come to nothing

And a life that's in need, of a good repair

Angel, I want to see you

Angel, I really want to see you

You know I want to see you

Angel, I really want to see you, right now

Under a sky, of gun metal grey

No omens in sight for all around

Just living alone, with a hope that someday

I might see and angel arise, to take me down

Angel, I want to see you

Angel, Lord I want to see you

Angel, I really want to see you

Angel, Oh I want to see you, right now