DANCING WITH THE ANGELS
When you're dancing with the angels
And you're close up to the edge
You think of things so positive
To stop you falling off the ledge
The angels can only help you
If you try to help yourself
For earthly things don't matter
Like belongings or your wealth
When you're dancing with the angels
Brighter lights you will see
It's up to you which way you go
It is your own destiny
Which ever way you decide to go
Angels will smother you with love
If you decide to stay on earth
Or go to the heavens up above
Written By
David Boyce
26 April 2005
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