Did you drop and break the mold, Before you made my soul mate? Just send me an angel, Lord To atone for your mistake … and I think, it’s the least that you can do for being so accident prone You know that I never ever felt so alone Did you drop and break the mold, Before you made my soul mate? Just send me an angel, Lord in exchange for your delays and I didn't say that it had to be forever hell, i'd even take her on loan cuz you know that i never ever felt so alone and just let her keep her wings and her bright halo too she'll fly and buy me things and at night I can read my books But every morning I'll make her breakfast in bed and tell her all the corny things that I read I promise I wont defile her on any Holy days but as for the nights who is to say...