The Meadow

Deep in the meadow
A small child sings
Looking for a fellow
To show him everything

Everyday an angel
Flies down to the world
Hoping to find happiness
In a little thing called birth

Everytime the children
Find some pain or sorrow
A small little angel
WIll come down tomorrow

Look into the sky
And you'll often wonder why
The people of the world
Have seen the great white pearl

Everytime I've seen you
I've seen you walk away
Never could I be with you
Until another day

So when you are lonely
or find yourself with a broken heart
Look to the sky of colors
and you'll see that you're a part
of something very special
that only angels see
All those painful memories
Are washed into history...