an angel visits me on the highway

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the highway at night

with nowhere to be

i can't even play your voice through these speakers

because i miss you too much

but i feel you here

you tell me to slow down

because i'm going much too fast

you wipe my cheek from its salty tears

you give me your angel smile

"you did well today. it's okay."

i feel your hand slide across my back

and i know it's time to go home

but i don't want you to go

"i'll visit you again"

i hate waiting

so i drive slower to keep you here

next to me

on the highway

at night

with nowhere to be

and i ask you to sing to me

before i finally sleep

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