As The Angel Sleeps by Matt Morris As the angel sleeps My dreams run wild Praying she dreams of me Her eyes so beautiful Covered by God’s hands What dreams she dreams? Of romantic love, Or exotic trips Full of adventure, Or the life she yearns to live The beauty of her sleep Just begging to be awakened By Me With a gentle kiss Reminding and tormenting me, Of my hellish fate “Look and gaze in heavenly awe But never touch” For this sleeping angel, And her cherubic innocence Will never love a Lucifer Such as me Except in my dreams.