Tell the man who repairs the wings for angels That one has fallen among the mortals on Bleeker Street I lent a hand, she looked up at the steeples As if to blame them for the pavement beneath her feet She said, "I never much liked flying, but the job requires trying The hard part's avoiding buildings and concrete"
(Chorus:) Spread the news, 'cause there's an angel in Manhattan Call out the paparazzi and the television crews Let the people choose Would a little Faith come to harm them? Print the headlines up in the New York Daily News It was just another day Like any other, other day
A Tuesday afternoon I hailed a cab, a crowd gathered as it pulled beside us And somebody tore at her wings, but I helped her safely inside "I'm much obliged," she said, but the driver he looked shaken He said, "You're fakin', lady, who's taking who for a ride" But then we floated up over the traffic, she turned the radio to static, And she sang to him in Billy Holiday's sweet voice (chorus) Spread the news, 'cause there's an angel in Manhattan Call out the paparazzi and the the television crews Hey if you choose Would a little Faith come to harm you? Print the headlines up in the New York Daily News It was just another day What will the mayor say? "Good afternoon"
We flew down the length of Fifth Avenue She threw out miracles, it was a hysterical ride And if the crowd on the sidewalk looked skeptical She took the blue right out of their cynical eyes "It's all in what you feel inside"
She shook the mayor's hand, and he declared That he'd hold a press conference, The fans and protesters blocked the stairs to city hall "I'd like to thank you all," he said And when she stepped before the cameras It felt like a trial, but she smiled as the questions were called, "What do you say to detractors, who claim you're just some actor?"
She said, "The question here, is 'Do I believe in you?'" It was just another day Like any other, other day
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Spread the news, I saw an an angel fly from Manhattan In front of paparazzi, in front of television crews And me I choose I know a little Faith wouldn't harm me Despite what they print in the New York Daily News
It was just another day Like any other, other day Like any day
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