Angel

 

This is no song of meadow and streams

Of gardens and roses and corn in the fields

This is a song hoping to heal

It tells of a love that is real

This is no song of strawberry teas

Of champagne parties in high society

This is no song of sweet memory

It tells of a love that is real

 

If I could give but a half what you give

You’d be rich as a princess, as proud as a queen

You are my angel sent from above

You are my angel, my angel of love

 

This is a love which I cannot let go

It enriches the heart and deepens the soul

This is a love of naked truth

This is a love on the move

 

This is a love of a thousand words

Of countless kisses and tearful farewells

This is a love laughing at time

This love is yours and is mine

 

This is a love of valley and plain

Of tempest and doldrum, of storm and of rain

Of summer and winter all rolled into one

We never walk but we run

 

This is no love looking after itself

This is a love which is needing our help

This is a love you and I feel

This is a love that is real