On wings of an angel you can fly
Floating gently across the sky
Going through clouds of pure snow
Angels showing us what God wants us to know
Flying across the setting sun
Enjoying life and having fun
Going where ever we can go
Feeling the wind gently blow
On angels wings we can soar and fly
Floating gently across the clear blue sky
On wings so soft and light
Flying late into the night
Flying into the star light
Going by late at night
On angel’s wings here we are
Reaching and grasping for a falling star
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