Angels On The Balcony - Blondie

Afterglow in a distant row

The door is open and the lights are cold

The children come in here and they dare the ghost

Like a fire burning in a stone

Ah

Silent light in the theatre’s sky

Phantom cigarette and a silent cry

The door swings open and it’s cold outside

Run and hide, run and hide

Ah, ah

They can still see him singing on the corner singing songs

That never fade away, fade into the kids that come along

Memory in a silent seat

Melody on a long retreat

Like an angel on a balcony

Like an angel on a balcony

Ah, ah, ah, ah