Letras
Angela can feel the clock is ticking
Life's steps slowly passing her by
She got a job but its hard to make a living
Should she quit and wave good-bye
With a flair for Italian cooking
Tho' she never seems to have the time
She dreams of finding a handsome sailor
Who loves dogs and Italian wine
Is this the way life should be
Is this what she's been dreaming of
Is this the way life should be oh oh in Angela's Dream
Pinned on a job bulletin board
There's a cutting from a magazine
About a village on the coast of Maine
Is this the place to fulfill her dreams
And so she stops and thinks to her-self
Would her dreams of love be nearer there
Now she works at a classy restaurant
Meeting people from all around
She is still searching for that handsome sailor
But her life is back on solid ground