Miss Angel Rising

(ooh,

mmm)

You carry the weight

without a sound

Never letting heavy skies bring you down

When the storm breaks

in the morning air

Miss Angel stands her ground right there

Miss Angel, heart of pure gold

A steady hand

in a world so

cold

Honest to the bone and true to the end

I thank my lucky stars to call you my friend (call you

my friend)

Life throws its punches,

but you still rise

No bitter words,

no sweet disguises

Just the plain truth

spoken kind and clear

A guiding light when the fog is near

Miss Angel, heart of pure gold

A steady hand

in a world so

cold

Honest to the bone and true to the end

I thank my lucky stars to call you my friend

Through every crooked mile and winding lane

You keep on pushing through the wind and rain

Unshakable,

undefeated, true

(oh, so

true)

Miss Angel, heart of pure gold (heart of gold) A steady hand

in a world so

cold

Honest to the bone and true to the end

I thank my lucky stars to call you my friend (my truest

friend)

I'm so grateful for you

Keep walking tall, Angel (mmm)