I'd wish I'd grown a pair of wings,
So I could soar the world swiftly,
I'd wish I'd grown a pair of wings,
So I can see all, even far from what I see.

I'd soar up high beyond the skies,
I would take you with me;
I'd lay upon the cotton clouds;
As we'd talk and ponder dearly.

I'd wish I had a heart of gold,
To be right for that heart of yours.
I'd wish I'd had a heart of gold,
So I'd not see the worldly horrors.



















But Cloud 9 suddenly crumbled apart;
Taking us with it,
We'd be saved alive, but distant;
Conjuring nothing sane but explicit.



















You've changed all that much;
I'm not sure if it's for good.
I saw you change but happier,
I guess I'd let not myself protrude.

The sky grew suddenly darker,
Blue turns to ashes;
I'd be changed by our memories,
Oh wait — your deceit.

I'd wish I'd grown a pair of wings,
Now I know it'll never come;
To see all, feel all, know all,
Even what I thought we would inevitably be.

I'd wish I had a golden heart,
Even though mine's always been rotten,
I'd be happy, though I'd never soar,
*Watching you fly with another angel.