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Outside 10 fingers & ten toes In the the wind Holding onto an angel An angel holding me
Somewhere in the middle of the Universe Next to a large body of water Full of dedication A trillion molecules
No room for blues Gone are the lonely hours Like being sung to, I am taken
Eyes closed No needed destination Watching numbers crunch themselves Into a perfect constellation
What are the chances? Who knows the odds? This island should find such inhabitants God sent packages One to cover my life with passion One to provide answers to and protect like rare flowers
Lucky
On a concrete road In a beach sand bed Oh how lucky it is
Words do little Pictures cannot show Whats going on In the movie behind the cameras only you and I know
Not even this page understands Even the lines question their purpose The calendar circled itself circled this day And holds a holiday for heart and doves
All should buy a card, take the day off Remain in awe Of angelic love
Outside 10 fingers & ten toes In the the wind Holding onto an angel An angel holding me
Somewhere in the middle of the Universe Next to a large body of water Full of dedication A trillion molecules
No room for blues Gone are the lonely hours Like being sung to, I am taken
Eyes closed No needed destination Watching numbers crunch themselves Into a perfect constellation
What are the chances? Who knows the odds? This island should find such inhabitants God sent packages One to cover my life with passion One to provide answers to and protect like rare flowers
Lucky
On a concrete road In a beach sand bed Oh how lucky it is
Words do little Pictures cannot show Whats going on In the movie behind the cameras only you and I know
Not even this page understands Even the lines question their purpose The calendar circled itself circled this day And holds a holiday for heart and doves
All should buy a card, take the day off Remain in awe Of angelic love