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My lover's charms
are in a box beneath my bed
and piece by piece I'll cherish them
until the end .
I'm afraid
I'll never get to heaven,
so send me an angel
- an angel to love .
Text by Garbage: An Angel to Love

He's the boy in my dreams
he's my tender love
- gentle and wild -
he's my inspiration
he's my soul-mate
he's my little brother
he's the one
who's got my heart
I'll never forsake him .
anlimara
(1998)

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