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When I think of angels, I think of you
Your rusty-brown hair and the things that you do
I heard you'd left, no, it couldn't be true
When I think of angels, I think of you
Godspeed, you angel, wherever you go
Although you have left, I want you to know
My heart's full of sorrow, I won't let it show
I'll see you again when it's my time to go
When I think of angels, I think of you
Your rusty-brown hair and the things that you do
I heard you'd left, no, it couldn't be true
When I think of angels, I think of you
When I think of angels, I think of you
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