Pretty bows and plastic wings
these are some of my favorite things
like the spark in your eye that i always see
and the way that your arms can envelope me
and how i can lay my head on your chest
to hear your heart beat unlike the rest
and know im safe, you wont let go
your there to shelter me from every blow
You say that you need me
so your heart doesnt grow cold
But ill give you back too
that soul you once sold
and when darkness comes in
and death with it brings
ill tie us with pretty bows
and those lovley plastic wings
