When i met him, he was so heavenly to me
I loved him like DiMaggio loved his Norma Jean
The flight attendants say that only angels have wings
But not when it comes to him
He was still half a human even when i saved him
Blood and flesh painted his frame limb to limb
Even when i dream, I can't escape the face i see
I loved him even after he abandoned me
When i loved him, he was so disastrously
Influenced by his words but his thoughts were so serene
I loved him like Garland loved her dear Liza Minelli
And although i let him go
I'll always meet him again in my dreams
Latin lay his name, he bore the light it seems
He's the nearest to a cherub you'd see on a painting
I truly loved him so
I know i let him go, but it was for the best of me
But i still meet him again in my dreams