Texty: Bee Gees. Size Isn't Everything. Fallen Angel.

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Fool in the night on the stair,
with the light by the window.
Out in the jungle of life she was
yearning to go.

All of the years I've been there for the tears
she will sell you.
Out in the city she search for the face
that she knew.

Did you believe that a love so alive could be over?

Caroline,
fallen Angel.
Caroline.
Oh oh oh...
Fallen Angel,
I'm so lost,
tonight, lonely tonight.
Lonely tonight.

Fool is the father who clings to the
child he is losing.
Mother too weary to question
the wisdom of youth.

There with your head in your handa
as you pray to her picture.
Out in the rain she would search
for somebody to hold.

Did you believe you could find
what you need with a stranger?

Caroline,
fallen Angel.
Caroline.
Oh oh oh....
Fallen Angel,
I'm so lost,
tonight, lonely tonight.
Lonely tonight.

Did you believe that a love so alive could be over?

Caroline,
fallen Angel.
Caroline.
Oh oh oh....
Fallen Angel,
I'm so lost,
tonight, lonely tonight.
Lonely tonight.

Caroline,
fallen Angel....