tired angel
You are an angel, flying round and round
Helping everybody when you hear a desperate sound.
Spreading out your wings and taking us away
on adventures, into dreams, where we forever stay.
You tell us stories and sing a song.
You cure whatever is wrong.
You are an angel with a heart of gold.
I wonder if you have ever been told.
That we would still love if your wings got tired.
I hope you know: you are admired.
Helping everybody when you hear a desperate sound.
Spreading out your wings and taking us away
on adventures, into dreams, where we forever stay.
You tell us stories and sing a song.
You cure whatever is wrong.
You are an angel with a heart of gold.
I wonder if you have ever been told.
That we would still love if your wings got tired.
I hope you know: you are admired.
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| anneliesje: | Donderdag, maart 07, 2002 19:39 |
| heel mooi gedichtje!! Je moet wel echt veel om die persoon geven! liefs, annelies |
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