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Fade, fade I do without you woman I take the long way home when you’re not here Let me paint a picture for you I’m an Angel, not a Saint So put your body on my canvas and paint So put the real on your feel When we meet on the hill And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t I’m an Angel, not a Saint! Come and tumble down across my pillow Come and lay your flesh upon my shadow And wet the daisies in my meadow I’m an Angel, not a Saint So put your body on my canvas and paint So put the real on your feel When we meet on the hill And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t I’m an Angel, not a Saint! Settle all your horses in my stables Your instability is killing me Let me paint a picture for you I’m an Angel, not a Saint So put your body on my canvas and paint So put the real on your feel When we meet on the hill And you can slap me if you tell me I can’t I’m an Angel, not a Saint! Drums, bass, guitars, piano, organ, tambourine/percussion, vocals - Sananda Maitreya Them funky fiddles - Lucio Fabbri. www.SanandaMaitreya.com Words and Music - Sananda Maitreya for Treehouse Publishing – 2009