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Angel of Chance (The First Time That I Saw You)

The first time that I saw you,
I labeled you as weak,
I thought you were a little girl,
because of your physique.

I never tried to prove me wrong,
I must have been too scared,
because you are so very strong,
to those that I've compared.

The first time that I saw you,
you were burnt into my mind,
so beautiful and charismatic,
so courteous and kind.

I built you up in my head,
yet I never talked to you,
I rarely heard what you said,
although I wanted to.

The first time that I saw you,
I knew that you were great,
I wish I'd known you better then,
but now it is too late.



Won't you please take me home