Removing thorns
Angels are always watching,
My eyes closed no night mare,
Always walk a mile with a smile,
Just to show love in everything.
There is always a fan as a hater,
Always appreciate the admire,
Working to live life as you dream,
Careful not to fall into a wrong stream.
Every walk tells the mood and future,
Nodding heads when we greet,
Angels guiding us to the future,
Under a dim light of the moon I feel great.
Summer warms the earth but not my heart,
Feeling impure when it is cold,
And wishing I could hibernate,
Take a break to come out bold.
Angels are always watching,
My eyes closed no night mare,
Always walk a mile with a smile,
Just to show love in everything.
There is always a fan as a hater,
Always appreciate the admire,
Working to live life as you dream,
Careful not to fall into a wrong stream.
Every walk tells the mood and future,
Nodding heads when we greet,
Angels guiding us to the future,
Under a dim light of the moon I feel great.
Summer warms the earth but not my heart,
Feeling impure when it is cold,
And wishing I could hibernate,
Take a break to come out bold.
