We camped out on the living room floor
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In our old sleeping bags, by a make-believe fire.
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In a tent made of covers, we talked for hours
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My two brothers and me.
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Keeping the faith; racing with destiny.
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They were angels in waiting.
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Waiting for wings to fly from this world,
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Away from their pain
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Treasuring time, til time came to leave,
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Leaving behind sweet memories.
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Angels in waiting; angels in waiting for wings.
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They always knew they never grow old.
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Sometimes the body is weaker than the soul.
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In their darkest hour, I made a promise
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I will always keep:
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I'll give them life; I'll let them live through me.
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They were angels in waiting.
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Waiting for wings to fly from this world,
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Away from their pain
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Treasuring time, til time came to leave,
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Leaving behind sweet memories.
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Angels in waiting; angels in waiting for wings.
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They were angels in waiting.
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Waiting for wings to fly from this world,
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Away from their pain
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Treasuring time, til time came to leave,
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Leaving behind sweet memories.
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Angels in waiting; angels in waiting for wings.
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Angels in waiting; angels in waiting for me.
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Angels In Waiting
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Tammy Cochran |