Nov 22, 2007

Lullaby Of The Angel

I'm not to young to notice, too innocent to see,

that Angels all around me trying to break free.

There must be an answer, I know it in my heart.

And if I knew the question, I would surley ask.

Sometimes I pretend they're not gone

and the world still a wonderful song, nothing is wrong.

They say that they are leaving, their work has all been done.

They say that they are flying back towards the sun.

I know they must have a reason to leave us all alone.

But tell me, do the angels have a home?

When the angels are waving goodbye,

I'm smiling but deep down I cry, wondering why....

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