Fallen Angel
We made sweet love
by the light of the moon
then I fell asleep
and much too soon
the light of day
just opened my eyes
and then the shock
to my surprise
last night while I
was fast asleep
nothing, I felt nothing
I was dreaming too deep
he stole my wings
my Angel wings
and now the reality
that the morning brings
fly, I can't fly
I can't get home
what can I do now
I'm left here to roam
this crazy world
where people don't fly
People I Hate them
I just want to cry
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