Wil – Spitfire

She looks just like an angel
Falling from the sun
Her wing tips both on fire
Impressing everyone

Trailing smoke behind her
Blackens out the sun
Amber lights reflecting
Over everyone

Oh lord
She burns so bright
Yeah
It hurts my eyes
To see
The way
It has to be

I know that some day soon
Ill hold my head up high
Watch my sweet angel
Fall out of the sky

I hope that day she does not
Pass me by
And my falling angel
She waves goodbye

Oh lord
She burns so bright
Yeah
It hurts my eyes
To see
The way
It had to be