• My wings are white,
    But I'm not a fraid to fight.
    My halo is pure-gold,
    But somtimes the moves I make are bold.
    And somtimes I don't do as I'm told.
    My eyes are baby blue.
    But I don't need a que.
    I will be there when I'm ready,
    I'm just going to take it steady.
    I wake up, just a dream.
    Head filled by a scream.I take one step out,
    I look about.
    I run to the car,
    I see you look out your window from afar.
    I leave,
    I can finally breath.
    My cell phone rings,
    I can finally spred my wings.
    I feel the wind, it's warm.
    My soul can finally be reborn.
    I pull the car over,
    And set there on the shoulder.
    I take a deep breath,
    I look up at all the stars,
    I try to find ours.
    I can't find it anymore,
    It's like the stars are lost at war...
    The sun starts to come up,
    I start the car,
    And keep movin down the highway.
    On the radio,
    All they played was sad songs.
    Somthing felt so wrong,
    But everthing felt so right.
    The grass was green,
    And the sun was bright.
    My seat-beat squeezed me tight.
    I'm a fallen angel,
    I'm fine,
    Good-bye.