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You'll be forever an angel |
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in a sun dress blowing in the sweet September wind. |
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At least that's how I choose to remember, |
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and in my heart you'll never love again |
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maybe it's too late to regain sight of all that we have lost |
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got to hold on to this moment |
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don't let go |
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maybe it's too late for redemption now. |
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I see a blanket of pale white snow |
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on the street side from this doll house full of open words |
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and the stained glass of the church next door |
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casts it's vile upon this empty room |
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your eyes that used to shine as bright |
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as open lights without |
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but we're meant to be loved |
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it is the greatest gift we've got |
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I can never make you love me again |
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but when all else fails it fails |
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did I fail you? |
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will you fail me too? |
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because there's nothing that I wouldn't do to hold on to you |
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but you give me nothing to hold on to. |
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maybe it's too late |
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to keep the one out from giving up tonight |
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I guess it's too late for forgiveness |
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god forgive me! |
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I guess it's too late for a family now |
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everything reminds me of you |
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everything reminds me of you |
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you're an angel in a sun dress |
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and my heart will never love again... |
