Written by: Stephen Stills
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My angel there she goes Where she comes from Nobody knows She came walkin' quiet as a bird, walkin' softly With a good word And who was I talkin' to Soon I must see for myself New love don't run away I don't think you understand How deeply you touch me My angel callin' me soft and low Love me gentle I've suffered and Fallen so low Can I try and love you best I can Take good care of you be your man Who was I talkin' to Soon she will see for herself New love don't run away I think she now understands How deeply she touches me My angel will she go Will she move on I just don't know If it happens that She has to go I'll be sorry but I can say that I did know My angel yes I did I knew my angel

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