| Angels Grasping stars from velvet skies I see in a vision of angel eyes. They dance on our dreams in the silver moonlight And in the darkness, they conquer the night. They carry love upon their wings And crown the stars, for they are kings. Gentle hands to dry our tears Wiping away saddness to block out our fears. |
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