I’ve got a dream ’bout an angel on the beach And the perfect waves are starting to come His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold And his touch has got the power to stun I’ve got a dream ’bout an angel in the forest Enchanted by the edge of a lake His body’s flowing in the jewels alive And the earth below is starting to shake But I don’t see any angels in the city I don’t hear any holy choirs sing