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~Angel in a graveyard~
She sleeps at night,
She sleeps at day
She's always been used gettin her way
and like an angel in a graveyard
she's watching over me
She leads her children one by one
Looking at her you have to wonder if she's ever had any fun
Like an angel in a graveyard,
She's watching over me.
She braids some flowers for her hair,
while I have to stop....
stop and stare
Like an angel in a graveyard,
she's watchin over me.
She can never sigh,
so she can never cry....
Like an angel in a graveyard
She's watching over me
