It was getting dark
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Across the park,
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When I saw her sitting there,
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A little girl who must have lost her way.
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The night was clear and I could see
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The tears welled up in her eyes.
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She didn't say a word,
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She just kept staring at the sky.
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I asked her why she was so sad,
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And did my best to make her laugh
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And when she finally spoke,
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Her words took me by surprise. She said:
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The angels are cying in heaven tonight
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Their hearts are so heavy,
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They've got tears in their eyes.
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The angels are cying in heaven tonight
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'Cause they can't understand,
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Why we can't find the light.
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She said they cry for all the lies we live with everyday,
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And for all the children sick and in the rain.
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For the noble dreams that somehow seem to always be in vain,
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And for the the gentle hearts who still believe in the miracle of faith.
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It seems so strange that a little girl could know so much about a troubled world,
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But now I see, she had to be an angel in disguise.
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And the Angels are crying....
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And the Angels are crying....
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The Angels Are Crying in Heaven Tonight
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Herman's Hermits |