Mark DiGiammarino

Angels Don't Have to Have Wings

Her touch is soft, her lips are softer
Her eyes, a deep sea green
Untouchable by all men
A sight to be seen
 
Everybody says…
 
She laughs like a chorus of an-gels 
Looks amazing from all ang-les
A girl that needs that lovin’ touch
And I'm in the givin’ mood
 
She has all she needs, nothing she wants
I know what’s runnin’ through her thoughts
To be taken away (ay ay) from this place
In a breathtakin’ high speed police chase
 
She’s laughin’ like a chorus of an-gels
Lookin’ amazing from all ang-les
A girl that needed that lovin’ touch
And I was in the givin’ mood
 
I could not believe what I’d just freed
Sitting there in the seat next to me
What a blessing she is to my world
Another beautiful unknown country girl
 
Who’s still…
 
Laughin’ like a chorus of an-gels
Lookin’ amazing from all ang-les
A girl that needed that lovin’ touch
And I was in the givin’ mood.




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