When will those clouds all disappear.
Where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls
and no money in our coats.
You can't say we're satisfied
You can't say we never tried.
Every time we say good-bye.
All the dreams we held so close,
seem to all go up in smoke now
Let me whisper in your ear..., "Angie, Angie, where will it leadus from here."
With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied, oh Angie
Everywhere I look, I see your eyes.
There's another woman that comes close to you.
Dry those tears from your eyes.
You can't say we've never tried