Lyrics Angel Watching Over Me - Giorgia Fumanti

The pure, the bright, the beautiful
That stirred our hearths in youth
Whisper of a wordless prayer
The streams of love and truth

A longing after something lost
The spirit's yearning cry
Striving after better hopes
These things can never die

There will always be a shining sun
There will always be the rising of the sea
There will always be an angel watching over thee
There will always be an angel watching over thee

A timid hand stretched forth to aid
A brother in his need
A kindly word in grief's dark hour
That proves a friend indeed

There will always be a shining sun
There will always be the rising of the sea
There will always be an angel watching over thee
There will always be an angel watching over thee

There will always be a shining sun
There will always be the rising of the sea
There will always be an angel watching over thee
There will always be an angel watching over
Ahh