For A.N.S
There was this girl, a beautiful girl
and she lived in the beautiful country
she means more to me than all the world
her beautiful face was all I could see
I knew her once, that beautiful girl
so listen close, I'll tell our story
It was a summer's night, some years ago
that I was lost in the woods alone
when my eyes beheld the most stellar sight
of a girl sitting under a tree
she was intoxicating in the night
so I sat with her, just her and me
We fell in love, at a rate so fast
that the rest of the world was meaningless
with every second that seemed to pass
I longed for nothing more than her caress
she was more than any man could ask
because when I'm with her, I'm left breathless
it was early morning when she told me
"For our love can never work" she said
"I am an angel, and now I must leave"
She was an angel, that night I said
with her, in the summer, under a tree
and now I wish that I could be dead
because in my mind, I knew she must leave
But I could not part with her, my love
because I loved her more than even life
so I gave my life to be above
to be with her, be with my lovely wife
now I give my soul to be with hers
and to live eternally in her arms
There was this girl, a beautiful girl
and she lived in the beautiful country
but now she doesn't live in this world
now I've found she was an angel you see
still I give my life to be with that girl
and nothing can make me more happy
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