You came by in the hat your mother you In clothes do not fit you anymore You sat down in the corner of my I hung the, 'Closed for Good' sign on my
I said, "Nothing today, everything is broken Everything is on ambivalence" You put a plastic on my desk and said "I cannot fix this but this may To move you deliverance"
Glow in the dark angel It's the first day of Nothing's making anymore Seventy five miles an hour, let ring I finally get what my are for I finally get my wings are for
All day long Mom and Dad were Thunder and lightning through the Sticks and stones can break a heart to But it's nothing the damage from no phone calls
I wish that I could speak, I'd her not to bother I'd tell her my father, not the king I wish he would stay but he won't be held by duty I he saw the beauty in the ring
Glow in the plastic angel It's the first day of Nothing's making anymore Seventy miles an hour, let freedom ring I get what my wings are for I finally get what my are for
You came by everything was broken Bringing me this token of your You laughed and said, "It's only But I'm making it my to relieve you Of tired broken world"
"There's just no way to it Sit down and be quiet, I go Here's an angel for your desk, only a reminder I'm leaving her so you will always know I'm here"
in the dark plastic angel It's the first day of Nothing's making anymore five miles an hour, let freedom ring I get what my wings are for I finally get my wings are for