She Must Be An Angel

I think She Must be An angel Sent to me I get amnesia in my dreams And my window faces east So every morning a warm orange beam shines down on me And I blink open my eyes And on my right hand side you lie asleep So gracefully I think She Must be An angel Sent to me I think She Must be An angel Sent to me Meant for me We often think and act the same Like we're tethered at the brain I wonder if one day we'll share a name Cause I can see my baby now In a clouded veil of white While I'm looking down the isle Only one thing on my mind I'll think She Must be An angel Sent to me (Thank God) I'll think She Must be Some kind of angel Sent to me Meant for me And I tell her this I say You're such an angel to me You're such an angel to me oh Yeah you must be an angel You must be an angel Yeah Oh yeah