Angel

Angel

It's so quiet,

I can't hear you sing,

did you get lost?

what was the cost?

that you paid to get your wings?

I expected you to

fly down to me,

take my troubles

off my back.

If I close my eyes and

wish so hard that

I could hear your

beating wings,

Would you fly down

from your high cloud,

Let me feel your

gentle face.