coming into thy life life
on a cool fall eve
finding the door of my heart
beginning to play
beautiful music...i heard
from the start
lightly i heard the pitter-pat of drums
as she talks to me
as the conversation continues
in comes the string quartet
seeing you from afar
beautiful music, my angel, beautiful music
now swooning for you
living for you
love for you
you are my reason
my angel...my angel
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