Angel In the Sun

I woke these morning only to find
The eyes in the mirror were truly mine
I was shocked for a moment or two
How could this possibly be true
I looked deep into myself
Searching to and fro
Looking for the clues
Of where I had been
But finding more and more
Of the bueatiful girl
That reminded me of me
That angel who's gift
Was more precious than gold
I found the cell where I was kept
Had been opened by her hand
Then finding my way out
To the warmth of the sun
I feel free at last
Waiting for my angel in the sun

Christopher Mandrell