I THINK OF ANGELS

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When I think of angels

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I think of you

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And your flaming red hair

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and the things that you do.

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I heard you had left

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no it couldn't be true

A             f#m
I think of angels

D             A
I think of you.


Gods speed to you angel
where ever you go
although you have left
I want you to know
My hert's full of sorrow
I wont let it show
I´ll see you again
when it's my time to go.

Flytjandi: KK
Lag: KK
Texti: KK




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