Saturday, November 8, 2008

Angel...


Why do angels fall
But to pick themselves up
We want that good life
Now we have found it
By being angels that float above all
We sail and we fly away
and when it gets down to size
That's all we wanted
Was to fly away
To be higher then all others
Whether we fight
Whether we have all the money in the world
We all have those days
We feel like falling
Angels