In the arms of an Angel ...

Then he came back...the preacher.
He is so precious...the preacher,
so bitter and sweet...the preacher.

I spend the night listening to him, looking at him, laughing with him...
I was on cloud 99.
Now it is the day. My nights are more beautiful than my days.


Then he left on the morning... for some new adventures.
I was sad and I expressed it.

I am wiser.
I'd taken action and learnt to loose or to give up... with my beautiful losers..



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"Cause you keep tellin’ me this and tellin’ me that
You say once I’m with you, I’ll never go back
You say there’s a lesson that you wanna teach
Well, here I am, baby, practice what you preach"