The Angel with invisible wings
It was like a dream,
when she first caught my eye.
I could not look away.
but I had to try.
For it is not polite to stare.
She was perfect in every way.
This exotic beauty, with the short hair.
Hearing her laugh, is like hearing an Angel sing.
Seeing her smile, is like watching the sun rise over the ocean on a tropical island. ...
when she first caught my eye.
I could not look away.
but I had to try.
For it is not polite to stare.
She was perfect in every way.
This exotic beauty, with the short hair.
Hearing her laugh, is like hearing an Angel sing.
Seeing her smile, is like watching the sun rise over the ocean on a tropical island. ...