If I were an angel, I had the brightest of smile.
If I were a stone, I stopped you for a while.
If I had powers, to move mountains,
I drew your face on fountains.
Drew a little angel by your side.
That you would miss each time
you fall into misery.
And the angel was there to stay.
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