Now that I'm worried sick
will you end this game...
The angel with the golden heart
only seen through blond hair...
We need a hand .
We need a shoulder...
Fly away, my little sparrow,
I suppose you're truly free...
I miss those nights,
We had so much fun...
Sadness and pain
tears and smiles...
I never thought that I'd be here
But it's every how and always near...
God, my prayers aren't quite good,
so i write down my sob-filled pleas...
It came to this
You left me no choice...
Friend this my gift to you
take in the life and I'll...
Are you so blind that you don't see?
Don't see these tired tears upon my face...
Are you really that oblivious?
Cant you see that i want more...