A pale ghost that's what I am;
Straying somewhere at the dead valley...
For decades from afar
I have looked on...
I see them all staring at you
Lost in your world so true...
Trotsky left freedom
of exile for the prison...
They may call me crazy
They may think I'm insane...
Jumbled up feelings,
Running through my veins...
We started off as friends
But slipped slowly into more...
Smile, don't you know how beautiful
you are to me...
I want to somehow say thanks
For always being there for me...
I dont know what to say,
Somehow, you have got me right under your arms...
..........Angels walk into our lives...
Always remember I love you,
It doesn't matter if you believe...