She is the Angel of the choir
She
is my only hearts desire
Her
voice fills me with rapture
A
voice as sweet as her nature
But
though I am in a state of bliss
I
could never hope for a single kiss
For
she is but a visitor from on high
An
angel fallen from the sky
No
mortal voice could so express
Each
note in perfect choral congress
She
is the Angel of the choir
She
is my only hearts desire
In
truth I know she is earthly born
But
nonetheless I am left forlorn
For
I have her upon a pedestal so high
That
even an angel fallen from the sky
When
on heavenly wings she flew
Would
be less exalted in my view
So,
I must watch my angel as she sings
As
my devoted heart grows wings
And
soars up high on her sweet melody
I
pray my angel will only sing for me
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