I slipped in through her open window
she watched as I shook off the cold,
threw back her blanket,said come hold me.
Then whispered please don't let me go

She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall

And as she lay there spread before me,
an invitation in her smile.
We tremble as we come together,
she whispers stay with me awhile.

She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall

We wake to the dawning of a new day,
she smiles as she let's me go.
I slip out through her open window,
to wrap myself up in the cold.

She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall...
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall