You came by in the hat your mother you In clothes that do not fit you You sat in the corner of my bedroom I hung the, 'Closed for sign on my door
I said, "Nothing works today, everything is is choking 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 dark plastic the first day of spring Nothing's making anymore Seventy five miles an hour, let freedom I get what my wings are for I get what my wings are for
All day Mom and Dad were fighting and lightning through the walls Sticks and can break a heart to pieces But nothing 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 won't be by duty I he saw the beauty in the ring
Glow in the plastic angel It's the day of spring Nothing's sense anymore Seventy five an hour, let freedom ring I finally get what my are for I finally get what my 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 tired broken world"
"There's no way to fight it Sit down and be quiet, I go Here's an angel for your desk, it's only a I'm leaving her behind so you always know I'm here"
Glow in the plastic angel It's the day of spring Nothing's sense anymore Seventy five miles an hour, let ring I finally get my wings are for I finally get my wings are for