Angellina - Chris Rea

Agellina takes each empty glass

And washes away every heartache

She calls out to the guys to drink up

What’s left of their soul

Agellina each glass of hope that you fill

Is now empty and waiting

Waiting for some kind ogf love

Before their trail has gone cold

Each butchered dream

Has a matching face

For each story

Each lonely heart in this loser’s race

Without end

Oh Agellina

Agellina, was there someone you loved

Who left your heart broken?

Your pretty eyes

Give your deepest dark secrets away

Oh Agellina so many who’d die for their eyes

To be closed by

'Til morning

Your smile is their kiss

As they hang on to each word you say

Each butchered dream

Has a matching face

For each story

Each lonely heart in this loser’s race

Without end

Oh Agellina