Angel کے بول

The piano falls into the street And the disconserned gent, he struggles to his feet He brushes himself and says, goodness, wasn't I lucky now A few moments earlier I might just have been some angel I could have been an angel today And thrown all my troubles away I could have been an angel today I wouldn't have to worry about a single little thing at all A little girl, she's all cut up inside Her lover's just ran away with his best friend's bride And as she's about to emulate all broken hearts before She's interrupted by the world outside her door She could have been an angel today And thrown all her troubles away She could have been an angel today She wouldn't have to worry about a single little thing at all A little boy with his misspent youth He's got the urge to selfdestruct the urge for himself He goes to the doctor, he said, boy, you're just fine But it's your mother, I'm afraid she ain't got much time She's gonna be an angel Angel