Dead Angel

My angel is dead

Again and again and again...

He keeps dying...

And I wish I could have been there with him to embrance him in my arms and take him home...

My Angel is dead

He died far away from me, inside me and beneath my skin and my soul

And I should have been with him to embrance him in my arms and take him back home...

My Angel is dead

And my arms are empty..

He died suddently

And I know I must be happy...

But...you know...you were not in my arms and I couldn't take you back home..

You're free now...keep free.........................

It's always gonna be isnt't it? You an Me?

Well I guess not...