last night
I touched an angel
with my fingertips

I felt the warmth of her skin
with the palm of my hands
and now I don't know where to begin

how to put words to such a wonderful feeling

outside
the snowflakes were falling from the sky
painting the trees
in white

"it's so beautiful"
you looked at me and said
I nodded my head to agree
but I was thinking to myself
that you are far more beautiful than a snowy tree

far more beautiful than anything I've ever seen

I smiled
while kicking the snow with my feet
each step, another heartbeat
I looked up at the starlit sky
whishing
that I could hold your hand
that we were standing in the snow
kissing

then I gazed into your angeleyes
lost my breath for a little while
I wanted to tell you what I was thinking
but I stumbled on my tounge
as if I didn't dare
to let my words be spoken

and the snow just kept falling
as you went home
and I found myself lying in my bed
just thinking about you

'cause that night
I touched an angel
with my fingertips
and when I fell asleep
I had a happy smile on my lips