have i touched an angel fresh soft petals gentle fragile.. a heartbeat purity of the pearl.. innocent trusting a fading faith and missing wings.. that makes you hold your breath.. afraid something might shatter irrevocably.. to mend a lifetime's hurt in a moment.. what role do i play.. thorns, oyster or wings.. wonder why our paths crossed.. with aching heart i look up and feel the tears vying with the smile.. touched by an angel i feel so small inside.. i see a blessing even god's smile.. touched by this miracle that's you..
when you believe you can climb the highest mountains hold the stars in your hands.. fly over the clouds.. walk over the moon.. you make magic happen.. only when you believe.. 'cause you have stars in your eyes.. wings in your heart.. a magic to your touch.. faith in yourself.. you've done it and i feel so proud i was never in doubt.. and you only had to believe..
the wings are there just weighed down with constant cruelty and sensitive hurting heart i need to make you believe feel your wings again.. as your heart soars with happiness at last feeling yourself..
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