Wings
Where are your wings my angel?
Are they invisble or to fast for me to see?
Are they to small or not made for mortal eyes?
You must be an angel,
With your fair hair and bright smile.
With those lovely eyes, light but they pierce my hearth.
Show me your wings my angel
and say to me that they are real.
You cannot say that you're just a mortal,
With your beautiful body and even a more beautiful soul.
Your soothing presence, your peaceful nature.
You truly must be an angel my dear.
Are they invisble or to fast for me to see?
Are they to small or not made for mortal eyes?
You must be an angel,
With your fair hair and bright smile.
With those lovely eyes, light but they pierce my hearth.
Show me your wings my angel
and say to me that they are real.
You cannot say that you're just a mortal,
With your beautiful body and even a more beautiful soul.
Your soothing presence, your peaceful nature.
You truly must be an angel my dear.
13 aug 2005 - bewerkt op 13 mrt 2006
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