I fell in love with the angel whose wings were black

The mystery of unreachable dreams.

I had thought it would be something I could never get back

If I let it break apart at the seams

So I swore to myself I would find a way

Some miracle would happen, I’d be free

But trouble kept coming and led me astray

So I fought just to reclaim my sanity.

When life was hard, I could still see the angel

Weeping for me, staring blankly ahead

But once I had gone, there was no turning back

The angel, to me, was dead.

I fell in love with the person I thought I couldn’t be

But still, I fell in love with me.