There are angels in her hazel eye's,

relationships ended to no ones surprise.

Her children would laugh and often they'd cry,

they ask for "daddy", but hes not in their lives.

All pretty in pink, three baby girls sigh.

They are the angels in her hazel eye's.

There are angels in her hazel eye's,

Working two shifts just to live and survive.

Giving up is the only thing on her mind.

Every night she lyes awake,

her daughter awakes and started to cry,

"Mommy, wheres daddy? Will he be alright?"

She tells her he's working, and yes everything's alright.

"Mommy don't leave me. I wont be alright."

"I'll always be here, rest your head, and sleep threw the night."

Three baby girls, lye awake in bed that night,

These are the angels in her hazel eye's.