- cifra
May the angels
Bow down for you
And lay their feathers
Beneath your feet
May the angels
Fill your emptiness
Guide and lighten
Up your path
But I can’t
And I won’t
May the angels
Show you their boundless love
Like the mother
Not the wife
May the angels
Soothe and ease your pain
May the angels
Instill a will
But I can’t
And I won’t
I'm leaving
I'm healing
I'm growing
I'm loving
'Cause you won't
And you can't
