Tom Faulkner Angelina
I saw her walking one Sunday
Down a cobblestone lane
The sunlight danced through the cotton woods
The air smelled like rain
Still unaware of my presence
She stopped for a while
To see the world spinning by
Through the eyes of a child
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I cross her way and inquired her name
And she softly replied
I reached across and gave my hand
She smiled and obliged
She tried to speak in my language
I stumbled through hers
I had so many thoughts
But couldn't find the right words
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I knew that I had found
An angel in disguise
We talked as though the night would never end
But we both knew otherwise
Here in this place of pure innocence
This haven of peace
There's a lady who's love
Still awaits its release
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Angelina [Foreign content]
