Through heavy eyes I look to the heavens
Hands of lead I lift to pray
An oasis of trouble I see all around me
Yet you lift me up on Angel's wings
Looking down the world so peaceful
Easy to forget differences when lifes a dream
Awaking into reality is the harsh part
But in sleep I fly on Angel's wings
All the hate and violence everywhere
We are all the same people and so I pray
If I could stop your pain for just one day
I would give the world my Angel's wings.
By,
M. K. Coxon