• Heavy, black dark clouds
    Thunder and rain
    Weights on my shoulders
    My face tear-stained

    Lonely and misunderstood
    I walked in their shadows
    Lost in my own mind
    Just felt so misplaced

    Sick with myself
    The sky was jet black
    As was my mind

    When the clouds moved
    And light burst through
    I opened my eyes
    The sight seemed untrue

    A figure divine
    The embodiment of beauty
    A fallen angel
    Just could not ever be mine


    I was sure they were wrong
    It just could not be
    It just had to be made up
    His interest in me
    It could not be true



    I guess I was wrong
    The feelings were true
    Which means from the day that everything changed
    I am now allowed to hold that angel in my arms

    The figure divine
    The embodiment of beauty
    Honey, it is you
    And that means that you are mine





    since 12'03'08
    And I still feel the same about you.