There's an angel in my heart.
She is beautiful and so loving.
I can hear her weeping sometimes.
She wants to come out of me
And to let everyone see her.
But I keep her imprisoned,
She is my very private angel.

People can see only
the worldly tough me .
the one who doesn't
take wooden nickels.
The one who never cries.
With a Missouri
show me attitude

But sometimes
When the night is long
and quiet.
And the Moonlight blooms
through the window.
you are Lay with me beautiful
and full of softness.

I let her out
Just for you to see her.
She changes the glow
of the gentle light
that outlines your body.
She frames your hair
like a halo.

She softens my voice.
Almost to a gentle whisper,
I say stupid things.
That Tough old me
would never say.
Like
I love you
you are the most
beautiful thing in my life.
And I love you
so very much honey.
and
I was blessed the day
I found you.
She makes me
gentle and loving.
It must be some kind
of Angel trick.

But then as the morning
yawns sunlight into
our bedroom window.
I put my angel in prison again
And get ready to face
the garish world.
For just one more day