Written by Stevie Nicks.
  
  
   I've been walking under rainbows too long to tell
   You keep walking down mean streets
   my street angel
   I try to bring you in out of the cold
   But street angels live on the street
   And they always will
  
   Street angels aren't like anyone you know
   They do what they want and they go where they go
   They may tell you
   that you hold the world in your hands
   But they always give it back
   They always give it back
  
   No amount of crying changes your mind
   No amount of praying brings you inside
   I know that you love me
   and that you always will
   You just stand outside and call to me
   My sweet street angel
  
   A Charles Dickens character,
   with your top hat and your scarf
   When you pull me through the rainbow
   I thought you'd stop
   But you didn't you turned around
   You went back to the children and your music
   And the people that you love
  
   I can't help but wonder if
   Every one in a while you remember the girl
   When you were a homeless angel
   that drove you wild
   Strange and elusive
  
   No amount of crying changes your mind
   No amount of praying brings you inside
   I know that you love me and that you always will
   You just stand outside and call to me
   My sweet street angel
  
   So I ended it all for the both of us
   I fell down the stairs a broken rag doll
   But you never knew you just thought I went away
   With nothing more to hope for
   But you don't hear voices anymore
   No my sweet street angel