A GIRL

Ryley Tate Wilson

Compositor: Ryley Tate Wilson

I met a girl and I met an angel
Her eyes are like sunsets, her clothes smell like maple
And when I heard the sound of her voice
I knew I didn't have a choice
I met a girl and I met an angel

I met a girl and I met my best friend
She gave me her company, gave me her weekend
And one day in the middle of June
She said she loved me and I said it too
I met a girl and I met my best friend

I met a girl and I met a hurricane
She spun me around
When she put me back down, I was never the same
And even through the wind and the rain
I never uttered a single complaint
I met a girl and I met a hurricane

I met a girl and I met a liar
I gave her genuine she gave me satire
She said she would be there till the end
But all that I got was a fairweather friend
I met a girl and I met a liar

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

She was my ride or die
My roll of the dice
My favorite waste of time

'Cause when I met that girl
She was an angel