Looking up at the moonlit sky,
I envy it...

Just like a petal
Falling softly to the ground...

I know that in the end
I will most probably be hurt...

As i shed one last tear
Over the things you have done...

Her wings appear the purest white
As she flies freely through the cloudless skies...

Cutting away to release the pain
How'd I get mixed up in this torturous game...

Angel come to find me
I'm calling cant you hear...