Within the hills of Erin, stands a maiden gazing upon the sky,
Looking to heaven, praying with passion, for a prince to dry her eyes.
The winds call out from the starry night, as angels come here her plea
"Angels in heaven bring me a man that would fall inlove with me."

Without a word, or even a sound her angels shed a tear,
Having felt sorrow for this maiden who daily lives her fear.
They brush her face with silken wing drying tears from side to side,
Looking into their gaze she knew, that her dreams would come alive.

As the angels ascended back to heaven, their wings made fair wind blow,
And as they rose through heavens gate, a man began to show.
A gaze upon this man she had, and how it made her fly,
For the closer he came this man of hers, as she began to cry.

Are you he who has come to me in my greatest time of need?
Shall you comfort me, and hold me close, and love me as was forseen?
Fair maiden yes, I am he who has come to love you true
No more worries, or tears of pain from those who brought to you.

As she stood before this man, a shock came to her in size,
His wings caressed her body full, together trapped in time.
I am here to hold you now, never to let you go,
I desire nothing more than for our eternal love to grow.

She placed her head along his chest, letting her sorrows fly,
She had her dream with her now, standing at her side
He lifted her eyes to meet his gaze releasing all her sin,
As he brought his lips to hers, she knew he let her in.

This tale has meaning, you know it to be true,
This tale was written for no ones heart but me and finally you.