JAZZ ANGEL (BILL)

I don’t know what I’ve been doing lately

staying in this lonesome town so long

I want to live deep in the wavy sea

but I’m on the other side

Passing by a room up on 14th street

a tremor in the air arrests my feet

Ear to the door,

I overhear

someone near

corrugate the night

from the other side

Sounds like my jazz angel

Sounds like my jazz angel

Playing an old song that makes me feel young

Telling me how much I really love

Sounds like my jazz angel

Come in, come in I hear my teacher calling

Mover of the holy frequencies

Side by side

I can hear

a pioneer

synchronize my mind

with the other side

Sounds like my jazz angel

Sounds like my jazz angel

Playing an old song that makes me feel young

Telling me I don’t need a reason

Calling me honey

oh you know he’s the only man who can

Telling me if it sounds good

play it over and over again

Ringing those angels voices,

two octaves high

Sounds like my jazz angel

(Telling me how much I really love)

Sounds like my jazz angel

(Telling me I don’t need a reason)

Sounds like my jazz angel

(Telling me it’s all at my fingertips)

Sounds like my jazz angel

(Telling me it’s all at my fingertips)

Sounds like