I was dreaming of you as the moon left the sky
And dawns early sunlight broke through the morning dew
Awake, awake my beautiful little angel, I cried
Awake, awake my purest little treasure
But you are lost to me, you have been taken so far away.
In the land of the night, where dreams can come alive
There I can still reach out and touch your little hands
There my whispers echo the love that is in my soul
There you hear my voice calling
There you feel my kisses
Covering you all over, like feathers of snow.
I'll be waiting for you where the sun meets the sky
Waiting to hold you in my arms
And say, awake my love, my beautiful angel
I'll be waiting for the heavens call
Waiting to hear the song of the angels
And waiting to see the shadows of their wings
Come calling for me! To take me home to you.
I pray that I die in my sleep
So this dream never ends
And you wake up in my arms
Never to leave my embrace
This can only happen when I hear them calling
When I hear, 'the song of the angels'.
