Song Lyrics

Angel of Harlem

[Bono:] Larry, Mullen, Jr.
[Larry:] I don’t have a mic on so you don’t know what I’m saying
[Edge:] If I had feet like that Lawrence, I wouldn’t want them in the film
[Larry:] Well I had a head like yours I’d bleeding bury it

Cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at JFK
Sunset over Uncle Sam
Charlie the Birdman and an angel


New York, like a Christmas tree
Tonight this city belongs to me angel

So love… this love won’t let me go
So long… Angel of Harlem

Blue light on the avenue
God knows but they got to you
String out you learning to sing
Your eyes swollen like a bee sting

Birdland on fifty-three
The street sound like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and the love supreme
Miles, and she’s got to be an angel

Soul love… well this love won’t let me go
So long… Angel of Harlem
Angel of Harlem