If She's Not An Angel

not so blind she wanders but she can never find a misery to fall upon me and when the world falls to pieces she finds the strength to fly me away on her heavenly wings *if she's not an angel there's an angel inside of her soaring on heavenly wings not even a harp can sing like her soul now with a bright glow around her she soars on heavenly wings far and wide is this great divide around the corner right down that street i get lost somewhere in between maybe she'll meet me somewhere in the middle why won't she just come to me just come to me, just fly to me even the stars are weakened by this angel's gentlest touch around her golden eyes a new world can reconstruct a world where the sun's always rising we'll fly away to the beach waves crashing to her heart beat sweetly flowing from her soul i embrace each moment unwilling to fear because when she is far i can still feel her here angel floats along beside me always saying "hi" to me, "i'll be up here for you if need be" soaring on heavenly wings i'm the lucky one, the rest are all blind feeling lost they often wander feeling unable they stop and wonder will they ever find an angel like mine