Guardian Angel
I guess there's no time
When I can't recall
That picture hanging up there on the wall
Of a little girl walking
By a snake in the grass
And her Guardian Angel is guiding her past
Well, I lost a big sister
When the picture was new
Nineteen fifty-six just before I turned two
I took part of my memory,
Added stories and things
I made her my Angel, she has her own wings
I made her my Angel, she has her own wings
She would have held my hand,
She would have called my name
Too young to remember I miss her the same
My Guardian Angel, I miss her the same
Don't know much about her
There's not much to know
Just six years of living then she had to go
My parents they grieved
Somehow they moved on
And I grew up knowing my sister was gone
I found an old letter
That my mom wrote that year
And each time I read it I shed a new tear
It helps me to feel some
Of what my parents felt then
I think of my own kids and feel it again
I think of my own kids and feel it again
I would have held her hand
I know I called her name
My Guardian Angel I miss her the same
She would have held my hand
She would have called my name
Too young to remember her, miss her the same
My Guardian Angel, I miss her the same
I guess there's no time
When I can't recall
The picture a hanging up there on the wall
When I can't recall
That picture hanging up there on the wall
Of a little girl walking
By a snake in the grass
And her Guardian Angel is guiding her past
Well, I lost a big sister
When the picture was new
Nineteen fifty-six just before I turned two
I took part of my memory,
Added stories and things
I made her my Angel, she has her own wings
I made her my Angel, she has her own wings
She would have held my hand,
She would have called my name
Too young to remember I miss her the same
My Guardian Angel, I miss her the same
Don't know much about her
There's not much to know
Just six years of living then she had to go
My parents they grieved
Somehow they moved on
And I grew up knowing my sister was gone
I found an old letter
That my mom wrote that year
And each time I read it I shed a new tear
It helps me to feel some
Of what my parents felt then
I think of my own kids and feel it again
I think of my own kids and feel it again
I would have held her hand
I know I called her name
My Guardian Angel I miss her the same
She would have held my hand
She would have called my name
Too young to remember her, miss her the same
My Guardian Angel, I miss her the same
I guess there's no time
When I can't recall
The picture a hanging up there on the wall
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Writer(s): Tim O'brien
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