I was walking down the street the other day. Tryna distract myself. But then I see your face. Oh, wait, that's someone else. Tryna play it coy. Tryna make it disappear. But just like the battle of Tro
I've got an angel. She doesn't wear any wings. She wears a heart that can melt my own. She wears a smile that can make me wanna sing. She gives me presents. With her presence alone. She gives me