An angel with a wing to cut the strings I long to escape from,
With heavenly smile and your voice singing to melt out my hardened heart,
Warm and soft as you continue to guide me out from this mess,
Your eyes shining as I confessed my love comparable to the size of paradise.

Even so,
You were only a guardian angel.
Calling me out from the depth of nearing hell.
You weren’t my lover,
Heck,
You were never even supposed to be mine