Shining sun and singing birds?
This version is often heard...

You tell me you hate me
That you can never forgive...

I'll drink you in with my eyes
As we say our goodbyes...

I cannot seem to comprehend
What your life must have been...

I don't believe in destiny
Or astrology or fate...

The wounds are healing over,
The blood no longer flows...

You make me mad when you don't call me,
And when you don't pick up the phone...

A silhouette against the horizon,
Black against a screen of blood red...

I think he thinks I still love him,
If he does he''ll have to stop and think...

I've been glued back together,
Just like a broken vase...

One cup of being away from you,
One ounce of sleepless nights...

I'm your imperfect angel,
Sent down from the sky...