I see a pair of wings go by.
It's not a bird, but an angel I see
Through the clouds, she smiles at me.
And when I see the fiery red hair
I know then that Stacey is there.
My arms long to hold her next to me.
But this is a dream that can never be.
She waves and continues on her way
So it is without her that I must face each day.
I can only remember her in my heart
With the love and memories, we're not apart.