From the recording Golden Spotted Midnight Sky
Lyrics
She’s up in a plane
Floating somewhere
In a golden spotted midnight sky
Maybe reading a book
Kicked back in her chair
Or messing with that little light
There’s a little bit less to do
There’s a little bit less of a spark
There’s a little bit less of me
Here when she’s gone
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
Home to me
When she gets home
We’re gonna sleep in
Maybe wake up around dinner time
For coffee and eggs
And pancakes from scratch
Maybe followed by a bubble bath
There’s a little bit less to do
There’s a little bit less of a spark
There’s a little bit less of me
Here when she’s gone
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
Home to me
The next time she goes
I’m going too
To make sure she safely arrives
We’ll go to lunch
or visit with friends
but we’ll wake up with each other then
There’s a little bit less to do
There’s a little bit less of a spark
There’s a little bit less of me
Here when she’s gone
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
My Angelique
Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for
Angelique
To get back
Home to me