Liquid stars on the pane
and the feathers lying near
didnt wash away with the rain,
so tried to hide them in fear
I've broken its heart and tread on mine
but no one should come to know
that when the world slept last night
an angel cried on my window.
And when its dark, i lay in my sheets
it comes and cries, won't let me sleep
i hear its sobs and every breath i take
is filled with pain keeping me awake
Still i hope it will be fine
but my heart just doesn't know
what to do when every night
the angel cries on my window.
