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Buddy Julie Miller Angelina

She specialises in illusion, and reality is an intrusion, She'll come on like a toy, but let me tell you, boy, behind the smile she feels so destroyed

evermore. When a child that's been world-weary reaches out his hands, God will go the distance to meet him, with a smile so wide it'll make the angels

Oh, look at where we are; God has brought us both so far, We've been delivered by his hand, and brought to the place where we now stand. Love is patient

child, and your name is written on my heart. And all the bells in Heaven ring it, It's the name above every name, so let the orphans and angels sing

She puts on her smile, just like the lipstick that she wears, She gives herself amnesia to anaesthetise the shame, She knows it isn't real, but she can

Praise to the Lord, who breaks every chain, Praise to the Lord, who heals every pain, Praise to the one who's coming again, Praise to the Lord, amen.

look just like an angel, you sound so bright and true, You seem so sweet coming down my street, but the devil is an angel too, The devil is an angel

I see you, now and then, in dreams; your voice sounds just like it used to, I know you better than I knew you then, all I can say is, "I love you," I