• I stand here, watching, waiting, hoping.
    When I approach, she glares, as if she's seen a monster.
    My wings crumble.

    Standing here now, hurts, breaks, tears my walls
    I will never approach without suspicion, or disgust.
    My wings crumble

    Never will I see her swing her legs, singing with a smile.
    Never will I see her dip her feet in the water with curiosity.
    Never will I see her with white wings of gold.
    Never will I see love shine in her eyes again.
    I fall with broken wings.

    So as she disappears, I fall with her, into oblivion.
    I do not find her, so now I walk this earth alone, seeking, searching.
    I still love.
    I fall with broken wings...