Alone With An Angel

When we're alone and I'm looking into your eyes, I feel that this must be what it's like to stand outside the walls of Heaven, looking in through a window at an Angel inside When we're alone and you're holding my hand in yours, I feel that this must be what it's like to have been in a cold and lonely place and then to feel the warmth of an Angel's smile When we're alone and I'm kissing your soft sweet lips, I feel that this must be what it's like to have been alone, lost and starving then been fed a wonderful meal prepared by an Angel When we're alone and I'm touching your soft smooth skin, I feel that this must be what it's like to have been blind, deaf and mute since birth and then have my senses restored by an Angel's touch When we're alone and you tell me that you love me, I feel that this must be what it's like to have died, then been lifted up and flown to Heaven on the wings of an Angel