theres a tattoo on my shoulder telling me where life has led a form of an angel dressed as a lady curly hair and a flowing dress both colored in red as pure as the snow falling on the lake are the thoughts within her head faithful as the cross hanging on her skin she wanted nothing from life but a smile to find love and the beauty within and to wander through the trees for awhile she started serving drinks at the corner bar a dingie little place with an angels face talking and drinking with music on the box heard every story about rainbows they chased got a little house and a yellow car spring led to summer as we walked in the dew fall led to winter,we made angels in the snow early that spring my angel flew a million days passed, i've grown older i can't get that angel outta my head the nights are much colder, the trees are all gone all i have left is this ink on my shoulder faithful as the cross hanging on her skin she wanted nothing from life but a smile and to find love and the beauty within and to wander through the trees for awhile theres a tattoo on my shoulder telling me where life has led a form of an angel dressed as a lady curly hair, flowing dress both colored in red as pure as the snow falling on the lake are the thoughts within her head