| And there will be angels for you to see
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| Ones who will love you, if you love them or not
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| And you won’t rely on fantasy, you’ll be
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| Strong enough to be
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| And they’ll sing for you when you don’t want to hear
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| And they’ll carry you when you don’t want to stand
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| And they’ll be there when you don’t want to be
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| And you won’t rely on fantasy or fairies
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| May you never be alone, may you never feel cold
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| May you be strong and evade the cold grip of misery
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| May you sleep warm at night, may your eyes see
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| Bright, may you reflect what you’ve seen from
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| Others your own light
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| A rose for you my darling, may you always stay the same
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| I’ve never laid eyes on your equal
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| That’s why I’m so anxious to see you again
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| You mean something to me-you know it
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| To a million other people too
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| I’ve always tried to keep the company of angels
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| But I’d rather sit down here with you
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| A rose for you darling, if you change
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| Then I’ll know that it’s you
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| And I’ll always know that you’re an angel
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| And maybe I’m lucky to be here with you |