angel came down from heaven yesterday
she stayed with me just long enough for afternoon tea
and she told me a story yesterday,
about the love between the moon and the deep blue sea
and when was time for her to go, she spread wings high over me
and said she's gonna come back tomorrow

and I said "fly on my sweet angel,
fly on through the sky,
fly on my sweet angel,
tomorrow I'm look for you by my side"

sure enough this morning comes to me
with silver wings silhouetted against the glow of child's sunrise
and as blueberrys and sparrows envy me
she says:
"i love you little boy, and today you should fly"
she kiss me once and the felling is so good,
she makes me cry
and now we can fly together

and I said "fly on my sweet angel,
fly on through the sky,
fly on my sweet angel,
together we should always be live"

*post original de 17.10.2001. Devidamente republicado hoje.
**foto de peter box.