I like punk rock
She likes soft pop
She wants to stop
She wants to walk
Away

Angst driven
Thrill stricken

She's safe but shes not alone

I'm thoughtless
and reckless

She's my type
She takes flight
I only want to see sight

Of her
and me

Alone and being happy

Hold me tight
through the night

I can still feel
the thought of
being empty

Blue light
Grey walls
familiar words

Tears fall
I call
but there's no answer

Let me show
you the way
I'm going away

So I guess
one request

Don't say goodbye
I'll tell you to fly

Be the Angel of the night