She said the world's her lover
with all the stars connected
to illuminate mangers all under the sky
She let the light seduce her,
and she went traveling homeless
towards elusive beacons
that fade with the sun...saying
There's an angel in heaven
There's a man on the moon
There are eyes looking down on all that we do

She was seen last winter
with a faceless stranger
on a train going east
to some far away lights
She got lost, abandoned
in a world of phantoms, that told her
the needle will help you
get through the night
And there's an angel in heaven
And there's a man on the moon
And there are eyes looking down on all that we do

She met a man at the cross road
and he told her stories
and his eyes were like embers
burning into her soul.
He said, Do your prayers protect you?
Do your days still seduce you?
or do your dreams disappear
when you open your eyes?
'cause, there's no angel in heaven
There's no man on the moon
There's no eyes looking down on all that we do

And when the bar was empty
she walked along the back street
then she sat on the railroad
and dreamed about home...
home....
home.