I've been driving around too much

I've been cold and confused like a riverside rush.

You floated up and away...after the parade


Did she tell you not to speak to me

as if a winter in exile would set you free

I know I dirtied the plan,

but you were the the sun, the rain and the superman


And its time to let you fly.

I've been pacing up and down with no reply

its time to let you go.

maybe you'll miss me when you hear me on the radio


I knew all along to be near you was wrong

but you got into my viens till I wasn't the same

east coast angel, east coast angel


are you holding up falling stars

for a while the was a room that was only ours

in the darken hotel light 

there was a peace to the things that were not right


And its time to let you fly

Though you showed me the glow of the runway lights

Now its time to let you go

maybe you'll miss me when you hear me on the radio


I knew all along to be near you was wrong

but you got into my viens till I wasn't the same

east coast angel, east coast angel


We shouldn't have flown so high to the sky

And melt in each others eyes

its a long way down from that heavenly sound

to this place where I'm screaming out loud


And its time to let you fly.

I've been pacing up and down with no reply

its time to let you go.

maybe you'll miss me when you hear me on the radio

miss me when you hear me on the radio