Black Pumas - Angel

Come alive, little angel
Ooh, ooh, ooh
To this dream we're all living
In the sun, to the day
I'm leaving love, little angel
Ooh, ooh, ooh
May the stars lovely keep you
In this dream, 'til you wake

And good Lord, is she really real?
Got to sing, she's my lover, yeah
And my heart isn't made of steel
Oh, isn't made of steel
Got the fire to the rubber, yeah
Come alive

Make it shine little angel
Ooh, ooh, ooh
In the sea of the evening
As the moon comes to play
And take your time, little angel
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Stifling change to the painter
Make him see what I say

And good Lord, is she really real?
Got to sing, she's my lover, yeah
And my heart isn't made of steel
Oh, isn't made of steel
Got the flame to the rubber, yeah
Come alive, yeah