Little Blonde Angel
By Eva Porter and Joe Corbett
Little blonde angel, sit down next to me
Tell me again how much you love me
Put your little hands on my cheeks
Place a kiss on my lips
And scribble me a memory
To stick on the fridge
When I see you smile
I know what happiness is
My blue eyed baby, don’t grow up too fast
Holding you tight, we’ll make the memories last
Will you remember the games that we play?
Will you forget my grumpy days?
Come scribble me a memory
To stick on the fridge
When I see you smile
I know what happiness is
So sit on my lap as I breathe you in
I hope you know how much I love you
Tell me your stories of the day that you’ve had
They sound like music from your lips
And scribble me a memory
To stick on the fridge,
When I hear you laugh
I know my life is complete
Little blonde angel
Little blonde angel
Little blonde angel
Copyright © 2009 Eva Porter and Joe Corbett
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