You asked me if I was an Angel
As you looked into my eyes.
I said that no, I wasn’t,
But you looked at me, surprised.

No, I’m not an Angel, or even close
To those beautiful creatures of God.
There are too many things wrong with me...
To think that I am is quite odd.

When surely you’re the angel here,
But they say that no Angel can lie.
Yet I know for sure that you must be one,
With the good that you've brought into my life.

I met you in my darkest hour,
When id lost all hope for trust.
I’d given up hope on every thing,
And I thought that death was a must.

Yet you held on tight and brought me back,
The real me, who'd long been forgotten.
You found her, and saved her and cared for her too,
And you became her closest guy-friend.

And after that you loved me true,
And the real me...
She fell in love with you.

So you must be the Angel, no sinner like me.
Who can hardly tell right from wrong.
With your smile and love, you’re MY Angel.
Our love as true as a song.