Treasure Island

Aiyanna Ortiz

(Mumbia Inida)

Crazy Angel


It's serious
I've got to find you when i start to feel this way
You mesmerize me all the time
And i'll hold on til tonight
But that's too long
Cuz you're an angel
You're an angel
My crazy angel
My crazy angel
So serious i've got to take you home again tonight
Cuz right now you paralyze me with your smile
As your wings discard there feathers on the ground
I see a halo up above you
My crazy angel
My crazy angel
I hold on so hard
And pray that i won't say something wrong
I look at the stars
And dream that the universe was ours
My crazy angel
I hold on so hard
And pray that i won't say something wrong
I look at the stars
And dream that the universe was ours
I won't ever stop

Submitted: Friday, March 27, 2009

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