Find Me An Angel Nik Kershaw

I can feel this body moving, it's like
I'm going for a ride
It's on automatic pilot, nothing going on inside
Yeah I dress it in Versace and I feed it a la carte
But there's no fire in its belly, there's no passion in its heart

Oooh find me a stranger
Oooh find me a face
Oooh find me an Angel
To take me from this place

I can hear this body talking 'bout some
Stupid little thing
But it doesn't sound like my voice
No it doesn't sound like me
And I take it to the movies
And I let it drive my car
And I tuck it up in bed at night
So it can wish upon a star

Oooh find me a stranger
Oooh find me some grace
Oooh find me an Angel
To take me from this place
To take me from this place
To take me from this place