I´m not to young to notice To innocent to see Angels all around me trying to break free There must be an answer I know it in my heart And if I knew the question I would surley ask Sometimes I pretend they´re not gone That the world still a wonderful song And nothing is wrong
They say that they are leaving Their work has all been done They say that they are flying Back towards the sun I know they must have a reason to leave us all alone But tell me do the angels have a home?
Will there still be rainbows Will the flowers grow Summernights and laughter Will there still be snow Sometimes I pretend they´re not gone That the world still a wonderful song And nothing is wrong
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Brigde When the angels are waiving goodbye I am smiling but deep down I cry Wondering why?