Though art my Angel

 

 

Angels cry the bluest tears

Lift you up to higher spheres

And sing you songs of sorrow

 

Angels make me feel at ease

Give me reason to feel peace

Make me forget about tomorrow

 

Sweatheart,

Lover,

Angels heart

 

Would you be my other part

And sing me songs of sweetness

 

Only angels play the harp

And not a lovers flute

Now what I’m asking is the truth

Would you please play mine

In dedication

And dark love

 

Dark angel please fly lower

Speak the words that form your heart

The rhythm can’t be slower

 

Angel cry me your blue tears

Lift me up to higher spheres

sing me songs of sorrow

 

and make me forget

eternally

about tomorrow