Songwriters: Robinson, Christopher Mar; Robinson, Rich S.
Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain comes
Yes, the hair is from a little boy
Oh, Angels
She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket
Says she talks to Angels
She talks to Angels
Says they call her out by her name
Oh yeah, she talks to Angels
Says they call her out by her name
Call her out by her name
None that I ever seen
She paints her eyes as black as night now
Oh yeah, there's a smile when the pain comes
They call her out, yeah yeah, they call her out
After you meet her family
She don't know no lover
Yes, she'll tell you she's an orphan
They call her out by her name
Oh yeah, Angels
Oh yeah, she talks to Angels
Says they call her out by her name
Yeah, to her that ain't nothin'
But to me, yeah me it means everything
The pain gonna make everything alright, alright, yeah yeah
Says they all know her name
The pain gonna make everything alright
She pulls those shades down tight
They call her out by her name
She wears a cross around her neck
Says she talks to Angels
And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet
She paints her eyes as black as night now
Pulls those shades down tight
Oh, she talks to Angels