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