Minds collide when his eyes slide to mine
I say "take ride and guide my journey is you by my side"
He replied "we'll chase and stride with fate to make you my bride"

Tour our heels on unsatisfied thoughts of suicide until were musty-eyed
Terrified, his hope is crucified
but revived with my palm alongside Flowing chills down his backside

If i were an angel who flew I'd break through faded blue with you

Flashback to nights his guard was tight
Rewriting slurred words with deceitful delight
Saying "i'm alright" when his thought's in black and white

Despite what was right she excited a spark to ignite
Expecting that over night her might could cite the words to end the fight of the black and white knights giving him false light

He said "I used to be an angel who flew
I withdrew once you glued the wings that carried you"