She lives all alone
In an old and empty house
Where sun shines through stained glass
On the sanctuary she's found
Fifty-three and going on fifteen
When the Angel of Bradford sings
Fifty-three and going on fifteen
When the Angel of Bradford sings
She lives for the movies
And a dance with Fred Astaire
She writes songs and stories
But no one's ever there
Fifty-three and going on fifteen
When the Angel of Bradford sings
Fifty-three and going on fifteen
When the Angel of Bradford sings
When the Angel of Bradford sings...
When night falls where scum live
And the kids are throwing stones
She hides in the darkness
Frightened and alone
Fifty-three and going on fifteen
When the Angel of Bradford sings
She waits for God and the kingdom he will bring
When the Angel of Bradford sings
Written By:
D. Popplewell
Found On:
Bluebell Morning EP
Quotes:
None
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