You came by in the hat your mother you In clothes do not fit you anymore You sat in the corner of my bedroom I hung the, 'Closed for Good' on my door
I said, "Nothing works today, is broken Everything is on ambivalence" You put a angel on my desk and said "I cannot fix but this may help To you towards deliverance"
Glow in the plastic angel It's the day of spring Nothing's making sense Seventy five an hour, let freedom ring I finally get my wings are for I finally get my wings are for
All day long Mom and Dad fighting and lightning through the walls Sticks and stones can break a to pieces But it's like the damage from no phone calls
I wish that I could speak, I'd her not to bother I'd her he's my father, not the king I wish that he would stay but he be held by duty I he saw the beauty in the ring
Glow in the dark plastic It's the day of spring Nothing's making anymore Seventy five miles an hour, let ring I get what my wings are for I finally get what my are for
You came by when was broken Bringing me this of your love You and said, "It's only superstition But I'm making it my mission to you Of this broken 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 so you will always know I'm here"
Glow in the dark angel It's the first day of Nothing's sense anymore five miles an hour, let freedom ring I finally get my wings are for I get what my wings are for