There's an angel in my heart.
She is beautiful and so loving.
I can hear her weeping sometimes.
She wants to come out of me
And to let everyone see her.
But I keep her imprisoned,
She is my very private angel.

People can see only
the worldly tough me .
the one who doesn't
take wooden nickels.
The one who never cries.
Or give a sucker
an even break.
With a Missouri
show me attitude

But sometimes
When the night is long
and quiet.
And you are
lay beside me so beautiful
and full of softness.

I let her out
Just for you to see her.
She changes the glow
of the gentle light
that outlines your body.
She frames your hair
like a halo.
She softens my voice.
Almost to a whisper,
I say stupid things.
That the  tough old me
would never say.
Like
you are the most
beautiful thing
in my life darling.
And I love you
With all of my heart
so very much honey.
She makes me
gentle and loving.
Not like me at all.
She makes me want to
Hold you and protect you.
It must be some kind
of Angel trick.

But then as the morning
yawns sunlight into
our bedroom window.
I put my angel in prison again
And get ready to face
the garish world.
For just one more day