I think
She
Must be
An angel
Sent to me
I get amnesia in my dreams
And my window faces east
So every morning a warm orange beam shines down on me
And I blink open my eyes
And on my right hand side you lie asleep
So gracefully
I think
She
Must be
An angel
Sent to me
I think
She
Must be
An angel
Sent to me
Meant for me
We often think and act the same
Like we're tethered at the brain
I wonder if one day we'll share a name
Cause I can see my baby now
In a clouded veil of white
While I'm looking down the isle
Only one thing on my mind
I'll think
She
Must be
An angel
Sent to me
(Thank God)
I'll think
She
Must be
Some kind of angel
Sent to me
Meant for me
And I tell her this I say
You're such an angel to me
You're such an angel to me oh
Yeah you must be an angel
You must be an angel
Yeah
Oh yeah