U2

It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at JFK
Snow was melting on the ground
On BLS I heard the sound
Of an angel
New York, like a Christmas tree
Tonight this city belongs to me
Angel
Soul love
Well, this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem
Birdland on 53
The street sounded like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and a love supreme
Miles says she's got to be
An angel
Lady Day got diamond eyes
She sees the truth behind the lies
Angel
Soul love
Well, this love won't let me go