The fantasy of love is appealing, but sometimes you realize it's only an image. |
Sanity has come and gone Wonder why it took so long And once again my heart is on the floor I don’t mind a little change But now my life’s been rearranged And I forgot just what I’m fighting for Thought we could have had it all Then you let me take the fall Fluttering on bound and broken wings Your halo needs a quick spit-shine Guess that’s why you’d stolen mine This angel’s forgotten how to sing And I Can’t be your baby anymore And you Just turn your back and walk away And we Aren’t picture-perfect anymore And I Guess I’m no one’s angel after all Tried to be the best for you Everything you wanted to Blinded to the end you clearly see Devil with a smooth beguile Hiding in your diamond smile Everyone could tell except for me And I Can’t find the nerve to walk away And we Aren’t much of anything at all And you Will never stop the games you play And I Guess I’m no one’s angel after all I have to say I’m no one’s angel after all *~* As it says in my profile, I thrive on honest, constructive criticism! Positive comments are always appreciated, of course, but knowing what *didn't* work for a reader is what really lets me improve as a writer. If your words are polite and well-meant, I promise not to take offense! ;-D |