barbara mandrell
midnight angel
there's a place in every bar room and a verse in every song for a woman trapped and lonely by a man that's done her wrong now i know it won't be easy 'cause i'm not the easy kind but i need someone to hold me or i'm gonna loose my mind is there room for another midnight angel are there words for another hurtin' song is there room for another midnight angel if there is i'm betting i'll have my wings before the morning comes now i thought that neon nightmares were like sunday sermon scares till i turn to face the man i loved and found a pillow there,