Lyrics – White Street

Fell from grace, no-one took your place
You took it so hard you don’t even remember
On the floor, looking out the door
Saying ‘strange things happen in September’
Ah me, what’s it going to be?
You’ll be making waves whatever you do
You’re on your feet, back out on the street
I guess some things never meant much to you

CHORUS:
Fallen angel boy
My fallen angel boy

Now you try to catch my eye
I don’t know why, but I don’t know where to look
See, now you know – everywhere I go
I’d always follow the road wherever it took me
Ah you, what are you going to do?
You always made a scene wherever you went
You made up your mind, left everything behind
To go where no-one had been on your big adventure

CHORUS

Fell so far from a shooting star
Should be old enough to know now
Fell from grace, now you’re lost in space
And there’s so far to go now
My fallen angel
Fallen angel boy

CHORUS

Fell so far from a shooting star
And you’re old enough to know now
Out of place, you’re lost in space
But there’s not far to go now
My fallen angel
Fallen angel boy