Don't put me on a pedestal,
don't call me angel in the night,
I'm the woman in your arms,
holdin you, oh so tight.
An angel wouldn't surround you,
with the love I feel inside,
her lips wouldn't caress,
or take you for a wild ride.
My wings I leave behind me,
when we meet in the night,
I'm the devil that pleases you,
and takes you to new heights.
Take me down from the pedestal,
let dust rest on my wings,
please, don't call me angel,
just let me be your everything,,,
Copyright December 2000 F.D. Cook
