
to my daughter
I remember the day my mother took me out
of the cradle with an voice of an angel
she would sing
my daughter no matter how sad the world
looks or how little we have
god gave me an angel and so beautiful you are.
the rags i have place on your body dont
mean alot,
the hunger i see can never make me
give you up
for you are my angel and i thank the
lord for that
for loving you is all i have
for my little angel please never give up
for the voice of my mothers angel keeps
coming back ,
as i watch my daughter grow up
i place her into my arms and sing an song
for the voice of my mothers angel keeps
coming back