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Angel

I miss the way you used to make me feel
On sunny days
When everything was real
Picking yellow roses
Only for you my dear
Hold me tight and brush away my tears
I am here, I am here, I am here
Kiss my nose and pray me to sleep
As the dew drops drop
I see you now
So clear in the morning sunshine
Angels are real
Because I woke up and saw one
Holding my hand in their sleep.