In the Arms of An Angel
There is no other place to compare
With nostalgia and profusion it bares
A place where I dissolve my thoughts
And a convention of love never bought
When I am with him I forget about time
But still recording every little moment - I’ll be fine
This is the place I call home
In his presence is where I roam
(in the arms of an angel)
There might be days of sadness
There might be weeks of madness
Nothing for my hearts content
But then the thought of him - gives me spirit to defend
Then I see it all and everything disappears
In his presence I have no fears
(in the arms of an angel)
My love for him always stands
Not a list of any demands
I want to plant that what is only good
In his presence as it should
(in the the arms of an angel)
Now that I have turned over every stone
And licked dry every bone
I treasure the magical time we shared, that every days
I promise will never be lost in any ways
My cup overflows – I confess
In his presence was absolutely the best
(in the arms of an angel)
Copyright © Francisco Pepino | Year Posted 2012
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