© 1994 Words and Music by S. Siegel Decended from the heavens, A vision of Light.
Comes the sound of roarin' thunder, Poundin' through the night. Oh lord is this the end, The end of time.
On the ground kneels a fallen angel, with a tear in her eyes... Chorus:
Dry your eyes, Dry your eyes...
Dry your eyes, Don't you cry... The angel slipped and fell... From up above...
The sound of her heart breaking, and the one she loves
She want's to return to him... Although she knows not when...
All she want's to be is in his arms again...