I hope to be angel flowers,

I'll soak up the sun and dance in the wind.

Everyone will want to smell me, to pick me, to want me.

They will look at me and think "How did this little flower get here?" 

And I will say, to my flowerily self, "I'm an angel flower. Maybe you'll be one too!".

I wish to be an angel flower.

I'd be the prettiest of them all.

Any color I wish to be,

There will still be somebody who will look at me.

But, oh when they look at me,

Their eyes kind of sparkle

and their mind begins to think about that one person they love the most.

That's the power of an angel flower.