Guardian Angel Songtext
von Tim O’Brien
Guardian Angel Songtext
I guess there′s no time
When I can't recall
That picture a-hanging
Up there on the wall
Of a little girl walking
By a snake in the grass
And a guardian angel
Is guiding her past
Well, I lost a big sister
When that picture was new
1956, Just before I turned two
Took part of my memory
I 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
I don′t know much about her
There's not much to know
Just six years of living
And she had to go
And my parents, they grieved
Somehow, they moved on
And I grew up knowing
My sister was gone
And I found an old letter
That my mom wrote that year
And each time I read it
I shed a new tear
And 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
I miss her the same
My guardian angel
I miss her the same
I guess there's no time
When I can′t recall
That picture a-hanging
Up there on the wall
When I can't recall
That picture a-hanging
Up there on the wall
Of a little girl walking
By a snake in the grass
And a guardian angel
Is guiding her past
Well, I lost a big sister
When that picture was new
1956, Just before I turned two
Took part of my memory
I 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
I don′t know much about her
There's not much to know
Just six years of living
And she had to go
And my parents, they grieved
Somehow, they moved on
And I grew up knowing
My sister was gone
And I found an old letter
That my mom wrote that year
And each time I read it
I shed a new tear
And 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
I miss her the same
My guardian angel
I miss her the same
I guess there's no time
When I can′t recall
That picture a-hanging
Up there on the wall
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