You may not be an angel
There are no wings i can see
Angels fly high, in the bright blue sky
But still, you're an angel to me
You may not be a flower
Yet in the way that you sway
Flowers in spring, are a beautiful thing
But it's you, that I'd pick anyway
You may not be the sunrise
Yet you still wake with a glow
And all is fine, because you are mine
And baby, i want you to know
You may not be an angel
But with these eyes which I see
It's very clear, when I'm beside you here
You look like... an angel... to me
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