Ballad of the Dumb Angel

Hey, did you ever walk away from someone
Wish you'd turned and walk right back

Does it haunt you in the middle of your day
Do you wish you could rewind and stay

I never joined in on parties
No, I never felt need
I wouldn't have the language
I was happy to go see
If you don't need the struggling
Pray tell, for I am here

God's own Dumb Angel, that's quite good

Hey, what's the news and who's holding you tonight
Think I know him, hope he's good to you in time

Dreamt I saw you in a passin'
Parade, feather, wings, and silver shoes

I didn't read the small print
And I didn't sign forms
Didn't take the right turns
'cause I couldn't wait that long
And if you don't need a rich man
Pray tell for I am here

God's own Dumb Angel
God's own Dumb Angel
God's own Dumb Angel, that's quite good



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Mccutcheon
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