Текст песни Beth Hirsch - Mary The Angel
Beth Hirsch - Mary The Angel слова песни
On tuesdays mornings youd wake her upTake the firty clothesAnd be on your wayIn the afternoonsWhen she got homeYoud share a snackAnd talk about the dayYoud fry chickenAt her birthday partyFor that aloneThey wouldve stayedTo the little girlYou were her greatest presentTo other kids you were justThe maidIf angels can flyThen you can flyIf angels can flyThen youd...Go with her to your neighborhoodTo play with children door to doorUnaware of heat between your colorsEternal war of man rich and poorAnd home there was no homeWith you shed run awayYou said your mum and dadThey love you soAnd gentle strength convinced the girlThen you can flyIf angels can flyThen youd...When you had a stroke onThat summers nightThe teenage girl nearlyThought you diedShe wanted bad to wake you up....Then you can flyIf angels can flyThen you can...