Where your wings attached, in the back where it's patched?
Why you so fine, got me so dispatched.
Who took your wings, left you unattached?
In this earthly bind, we're unmatched, batched.
Caught in your halo's glow, I follow where you go,
You're my angel, so divine,
In your presence, I find my spine.
You're my angel, grace in line,
With you, everything's fine, you're my sign.
Your wings, invisible, but I see them clear,
In your grace, in your face, when you're near.
Stolen wings? Nah, they're here, have no fear,
In your laugh, in your path, in every tear.
Caught in your halo's glow, I follow where you go,
You're my angel, so divine,
In your presence, I find my spine.
You're my angel, grace in line,
With you, everything's fine, you're my sign