Traditional the angel that we view in our dreams,
but the angel I know hasn't any wings.
but the angel I know hasn't any wings.
rain that tells a story, a view of friendship unfolds.
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Never in my wildest dreams nor my hearts desire,
did I know that when the time, the Lord would to me empower.
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I met the child and he laughed, I met the young man and he threw me a kiss,
I met you and for the first time someone understood.
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