Monday, March 13, 2006

How Could An Angel Break My Heart

I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me

How could an angel break my heart
Why didn’t he catch my falling star
I wished I didn’t wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart

I heard her face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in may
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesn’t make him laugh
Because his laugh belongs to me


Being an angel to someone means keeping promises and always being there. What if the angel is not yours anymore? Sometimes, angels need to fall, and then they become Lucifer. But in our hearts, angels will always remain angels, and we wish angels could always be with us.

Melancholy.

lip
ranting

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