voice in the choir

i was blue when i met you
you wore a bit to good true
a chrismas miracle
and things like that dont come true
well until that day and i choose to walk away
i wore stupid for listen to to them
blind
maybe i dont realize you wore a friend
you wore a voice in a choir
an angel sent from above
calming me down and reassure
everything would be alright
but you apper in the middle of the silent night
like a guardian light
to protct me from fallen
in the light of healing
you wore the best gift i chould reciving
a friend , because you gave me closure
and that i always treasure