They say angels only dwell in Heaven, but I disagree.
I can clearly see one standing right here next to me.
Now there's a traffic jam inside my head,
Thinking of all the things that should be said.
But I can't say a word,
Your beauty clouds my mind,
I hope to someday call you mine.
Now they say don't choose the one
Who is beautiful to the world,
but choose the one
who makes your world beautiful.
The one who brings out all your colors from the start,
And paints a perfect picture on your
Imperfect heart.
As I walk towards you
Thinking of what to do,
You glance up and I see your face.
You look up at me,
And all you're all I can see,
It's a perfect picture scene
And I think you'd agree.
Now they say don't choose the one
Who is beautiful to the world,
but choose the one
who makes your world beautiful.
The one who brings out all your colors from the start,
And paints a perfect picture on your
Imperfect heart.
Now they say don't choose the one
Who is beautiful to the world,
but choose the one
who makes your world beautiful.
The one who brings out all your colors from the start,
And paints a perfect picture on your
Imperfect heart.
They say angels only dwell in Heaven,
But I can see:
You're an angel and you're standing right here next to me.

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