Could be she got lost

Or maybe, she just watched

A little too much TV

It's hard to say, but anyway,

It's plain to see

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And so she goes on

Like a drifting satellite

But tonight

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Chorus:

Angels hold her hands

When she walks in the dark

Angels hold her hands

When she's falling apart

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God could kep His own half-acre

She'd move on

And make another way of her own

And now she feels

She's gained the wheel

But never control

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And so she fades out

Like a missing satellite

But tonight

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Repeat Chorus

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Bridge:

And wherever she goes

Angels follow

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Angels hold her hands

When she walks in the dark

Angels hold her hands

When she walks away

When she's falling apart