If one night,
I was in the middle of my sleep,
and an angle appeared at my window and just came through,
standing right by my baby to take her away,
I'd say,
no.
I can't live without my baby,
can't go on without her,
can't move on without her.
No,heaven can wait.
I need to be with her,
she's like my pride and joy,
my everything,
so you can't take her away.
Maybe that's the way it supposed to go,
but you can't take my baby from me.
No,heaven can wait. |