When Angel Falls

When Angel Falls - Hermann Lammers Meyer

Written by：Hermann Lammers Meyer

I got that strange old feeling

My angel lost her wings

The one that means so much to me

The one that wears my ring

I know she's steppin' out on me

I guess I know it all

But I'll be there to pick her up

The day when angel falls

Pickin' up the pieces

What's left of her

I'll be glad to mend her heart

When no one else is there

Pickin' up the pieces

I'll be there on call

Though I hate to be there

When angel falls

The dirty game of cheatin'

Left stains on angels wings

The kind you get in backstreet bars

The kind that hurtin' brings

Oh I know that other man's

Cheatin' way will stir

And I'll be there to pick her up

When he lets go of her

Pickin' up the pieces

What's left of her

I'll be glad to mend her heart

When no one else is there

Pickin' up the pieces

I'll be there on call

Though I hate to be there

When angel falls

Pickin' up the pieces

What's left of her

I'll be glad to mend her heart

When no one else is there

Pickin' up the pieces

I'll be there on call

Though I hate to be there

When angel falls

Pickin' up the pieces

Pickin' up the pieces

When angel falls