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An angel
The sun, moon and stars are jealous
For they know they cannot compete
No smile is quite as beautiful, not even falling snow
As the one of the angel, that I am glad I know
An enigma wild and free
Dropped her spell on me
Even flowers bow their heads as she passes by
Have you ever noticed how even the brightest clouds cry
Beauty for her is not just skin deep
A beautiful caring, sincere soul you could find no better to meet
She walks like a goddess from on high
Why she ever looked at me, I often wonder why
She dragged me from those dark depths
Made me dream again
She’s my angel
My love
My life renewed, started over once again
For they know they cannot compete
No smile is quite as beautiful, not even falling snow
As the one of the angel, that I am glad I know
An enigma wild and free
Dropped her spell on me
Even flowers bow their heads as she passes by
Have you ever noticed how even the brightest clouds cry
Beauty for her is not just skin deep
A beautiful caring, sincere soul you could find no better to meet
She walks like a goddess from on high
Why she ever looked at me, I often wonder why
She dragged me from those dark depths
Made me dream again
She’s my angel
My love
My life renewed, started over once again
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