It was perfect before I had a name I knew she was my wing-ridden angel the very moment my eyes were blessed she laughs when she wants to cry and her smile it only gets deeper she still holds the pieces of her broken halo...
once again I talk about wolves because everyone has their problems yes I do and I've seen them circling fangs out when I closed my eyes and made my peace with god that moment that moment lasted forever and ever since I left it I am only trying to get back
yes i do remember when darkness was so constant I forgot about light yes, I know how it changed me she was the only beautiful thing I've ever known
Heaven sent me an angel that's the only way I wish I was holding her now I wish I could tell her I love her maybe I can once again we talk about wolves outside its raining I love the rain