Sand Covered Angels Lyrics

Sand Covered Angels lyrics

Three sunburned noses

The colour of roses

Bobby's got a frog in his
pocket

Where is your sister

For an hour, I've missed her

She's trying to find her gold locket



And your tall headed
brother

Has startled his mother

Trying to swallow his dime

Do
you really think

That the fish like that ink

Sand covered angels of
mine



There's crayons and mittens

And a box full of
kittens

Though we always called that cat Tommy

Torn shirts and
dresses

And rooms that are messes

And that's a bit hard on your
mummy



Bruises and splinters

And colds in the winters

Making up stories that rhyme

Noses need blowing

Their clothes,
they're outgrowing

Sand covered angels of mine



Finger prints
on the wall

Of the bathroom and hall

And picking up toys takes my
time

But the joy I would miss

If I couldn't kiss

Sand covered
angels of mine...