You say you wanna stay by my side
and that you were all mine
in many ways, ill miss what you have to say
and how i cant cope with missing you every day

now here i sit a pathetic whimper of myself
reminiscing about a heaven that turned to hell
as if my wings are clipped in its haste
as if i had wings in the first place
Yeah it hurts to say but I want you to stay
and my mind tries to work to find a way
praises of me, you seem to always sing
They fade my friend, you say the strangest things

i have to hold on to my angst-ridden opinions
and let go, not to be one of hate's minions
cos ive always fell in flight
from the curse of love i cannot hide
i cant hear the wind chimes,
anymore cos it not meant to be, sometimes