Woken up by the melody of an angel whispering in my ear
Telling me that she would love me forever,
Dancing under the painted sky believing in the stories
The daydreams that come and go like the sun and the moon,
Still among the snowflakes in the middle of May
Trying to be understood by the ghosts within my past,
Beginning to be forgotten
Beginning to go blind
To the life and love I’ve lost
To the memories that bring on the waterworks
Teary eyes bleed for the heart that’s been destroyed,
Stumbling alive through the dryness of my day
Hoping to smile
Hoping to be cut
So I can feel something, anything to prove I’m still alive,
Woken up by the melody of an angel whispering in my ear
Telling me that she would love me forever.
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