I found an angel in a furnished room
A bit of sunshine in the purple gloom
A dusty stairway, a rickety door
But heaven just seems to fit that little two-by-four
The old back alley seven flights below
Seems like a valley where the green trees grow
The ground she walks on is a gutter
That turns to a garden in bloom
Just for an angel in a furnished room!
Writer(s): Al Dubin, Ted Fiorito
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