we are, each of us, angels with only one wing; can we can only fly by embracing one another.
angels in disguise. makes us stop and ponder doesn't it?
i'm starting to believe that these angels do exist. in the form of normal and seemingly insignificant people. maybe "angel" in itself is a hyperbole. maybe just normal everyday people who, in their smallest ways, make life a lot brighter.
it never fails to amaze me when i met people who are truely nice. like strangers. it's just weird how someone you don't know at all can somehow feel like a friend. it's the tiniest things they do that makes me go "wow...there ARE nice people around." people who do things without expecting anything in return. people who say things you'd never have expected.
cliche as it may sound, it's these people who are the tealight candle in the dark. maybe i'm just too harsh on myself, having been and maybe still am a perfectionist. it's just that maybe sometimes, people see you differently. with a different perspective. they say the least expected things and "KABOOM!" a supernova explodes and the world's a much brighter place.
i'm not so much of a perfectionist as i once was anymore. i think i lost it almost as soon as i stepped out from my convent enclave. maybe i'm much too easily satisfied these days. that can be one possibility.
the other can be that i'm just going cuckoo.
angels in disguise by corrinne may
I woke up this morning feeling kind of blue
and I stumbled out of bed and
dragged my feet across the room
Right outside my front door was a rose
and a note that said 'Somebody Loves You'
But out on the street it starts to pour
and before I get soaking wet,
A total stranger runs to give me
the jacket off his back
I turn around to thank him
But he waves me with a smile
And I can hardly believe my eyes
He puts on a halo and starts to fly
Take a look at the ordinary
Don't need to look for Paradise
You could be next to
an angel in disguise
I met a good friend for lunch
and we had a delicious meal
But I forgot to bring my wallet
I felt like an imbecile
But she was sweet, she gave me a treat and
Bought me a chicken sandwich
To take home for tea
But out on the street with nothing to eat
A man and his shopping cart go
Travelling to places
Collecting social graces
I give him my sandwich
and we chatter for a while
I see a rainbow wash over his eyes
He gives me his halo and
I start to fly
Take a look at the ordinary
Don't need to look for Paradise
You could be next to
an angel in disguise
Don't try to hide away from me
I know you're by my side
Take a look at the ordinary
Don't need to look at Paradise
You could be next to
an angel in disguise
Everyday can be legendary
Every minute, an endless surprise
You could be the next angel in disguise
I woke up this morning
Feeling kind of new
jerine