Angel's Interlude

The race for love, she's beating my heart; something is going on
I thought I had everything about love figured out but I guess I was wrong
She is my parallel, got me in a carousel, she's everything that I could want
Long hair, don't care; eyes made out of "Oh my!", but she still remains a dream
Could she be the girl in the mirror; could she be my opposite, my own sugar and spice
Is she my one in a billion that girl that girl that feels so right,
could she be everything that's nice
A wingless angel.....
........A soul without a halo
The right attitude cruising at the right altitude
Listening to this Angel's Interlude