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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