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angel

I remember a clear West Texas sky. Teenage lovers she and I.
Now when her memory goes crashing through my brain
sometimes those memories drive me insane.
People said you best leave her alone.
She needs the kind of man she can rely on.
Oh but when she touched me I knew that I would never be the same.
Then the angels came and they took my baby away.
Wanna see my angel wanna see her fly.
Wanna see my angel cross my heart and hope to die.
Wanna hold my angel don't wanna be left alone.
God hold my angel till you can call me home.
I can see her dancing in the rain. Only real love could bring me so much pain.
Sometimes when the wind blows I can hear her call my name.
Then I feel those tears fall once again.
Wanna see my angel wanna see her fly.
Wanna see my angel cross my heart and hope to die.
Wanna hold my angel don't wanna be left alone.
 God hold my angel till you can call me home.
 I remember the way she looked me.
Now her beautiful eyes are just a far off memory.
Oh but when she touched me I knew that I would ever be the same.
Then the angels came and they took my baby away.
Wanna see my angel wanna see her fly.
Wanna see my angel cross my heart and hope to die.
Wanna hold my angel don't wanna be left alone.
God hold my angel till you can call me home.
Hold my angel.
Hold my angel.
God hold my angel till you can call me home.

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