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