Issue No 119 Dear Angel Lyrics
Dear Angel by Issue No. 119
Looked up in the sky and a star fell down
it disappeared before it hit the ground
And I wondered why
made me think of something I've seen before
one night an angel knocked on the door
of my mind
Dear Angel I want to meet you
Not quite sure why but I see you
when I close my eyes at night
I won't look back if you take me far away
Up to the sky where you make it rain
With love
There's a place where all the stars have gone
They fall asleep at the break of dawn
As we awake
Those angels we met in our dreams
Kiss the stars as they go to sleep
In peace
Angels watch us in the day
Through everything they'll keep us safe
So I pray
Dear Angel I want to meet you
Not quite sure why but I see you
when I close my eyes at night
I won't look back if you take me far away
Up to the sky where you make it rain
With love
What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap this evening?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Thanks to Mikale
it disappeared before it hit the ground
And I wondered why
made me think of something I've seen before
one night an angel knocked on the door
of my mind
Dear Angel I want to meet you
Not quite sure why but I see you
when I close my eyes at night
I won't look back if you take me far away
Up to the sky where you make it rain
With love
There's a place where all the stars have gone
They fall asleep at the break of dawn
As we awake
Those angels we met in our dreams
Kiss the stars as they go to sleep
In peace
Angels watch us in the day
Through everything they'll keep us safe
So I pray
Dear Angel I want to meet you
Not quite sure why but I see you
when I close my eyes at night
I won't look back if you take me far away
Up to the sky where you make it rain
With love
What Child is this who, laid to rest
On Mary's lap this evening?
Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet,
While shepherds watch are keeping?
This, this is Christ the King,
Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Thanks to Mikale