tisdag 31 mars 2009

I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate

And do they know

The places where we go

When we're grey and old

'Cos I've been told

That salvation lets their wings unfold

So when I'm lying in my bed

Thoughts running through my head

And I feel that love is dead

I'm loving angels instead

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