I Want the Angel

I want the angel Whose dreams are fatal They cause the snake's milk to run and curdle I want the angel Whose darkness doubles It absorbs the brilliance of all my troubles I want the angel That will not shatter Every time I whisper, "Girl it does not matter" I want the angel Who's got the proof She signals her devotion from the rails on the roof I want the angel That comes to stay She don't let lawyers and ambition lead her away I want the angel Whose eyes are raving Who takes what I'm giving and not what I'm saving I want the angel Whose bones are so sharp That they can break through their own excuses