Falling

I'm falling, looking behind,
Passing my life by,
All I've created
Is now falling apart,
Back to the start.
A thousand questions
Are haunting my mind
At long sleepless nights,
Don't know the answers,
Flying on black wings, almost broken
I can't hold on more...
A fallen angel...

Make, make my wings white,
Just make me blind with your love again.
Spread, just spread my wings
For I'm too weak
And make me fly again.
Again...

My soul is sleeping inside,
Numb, deaf and blind
Or just pretending?
Just to believe,
Just to become...
And when I wake up, 
See the rain outside
And nothing more...
Nothing...

My angel of love,
Make my wings white,
Just make me blind with your love again.
Spread, just spread my wings
For I'm too weak
And make me fly again.
Again...

My temple is ruins,
My fears break my wings,
Just one, broken, dream,
Can't hold on more...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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