| Baby rubs her eyes, a far away sleep
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| Returning home, her soul to keep
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| Well, if she cries before the morning wakes
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| Hold her close, she will not break
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| Angels on high
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| Ah, the children these days
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| Sing to their mothers and dads
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| With love and lullabies
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| Angels on high
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| Angels, there it is
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| Now old man opens his eyes to a darkened dream
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| Sees only colors, begins to weep
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| Baby smiles, the earth awakes
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| Crystal promise will not forsake
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| Oh, angels on high
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| Ah, the children these days
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| Look into their parents eyes
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| With love and lullabies
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| What can you tell me?
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| What did they say?
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| What can you tell me?
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| Ooh, that baby grows up, woman or man
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| Ever so since life began
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| Return to sender, come back again
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| Rainbow child cannot pretend
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| Oh, angels on high
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| Ah, the babies born today
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| Oh, they cover the earth
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| With love, love and lullabies
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| Angels, they seek
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| Angels, they seek
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| Angels
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| What can you tell me?
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| What can you try?
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| But I’m trying to tell you
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| Ooh, I miss it, can’t just miss it
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| What did you say?
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| What did you say?
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| Angels
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| Angels
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| Come back down again |