How Strange

How strange, how still

I seem to be losing my will

An angel is breathing on me

And it's making me see I'm in love

I'm in love

How new, how grand

An angel is touching my hand

I feel like a moon that is new

And as high as the tide in the night

In the night

I sing to the sky with a song of my love

And my grateful heart has the wings, the wings of a dove

How strange, how dear

To know that an angel is so near

An angel that's touching my cheek

And it's making me weak with joy

Of my love for you