One angel layed herself to rest .
And in her doing so, took another angel home .
I felt the sense of worry and loss .
Though there was no way I could have known.
Such a selfish act of self loathing .
Thinking I would never be tried and true .
Wether she really knew I loved her has never been clear.
And now I am unsure she loved me or our daughter too .
She was the love that made me lose my fears .
Of living , dying , and to sing .
But when she took the angel home .
Another lost her wings .
I met an angel who's eyes are worth dying for .
Her heart possesses a bueaty I feel is worth fighting for .
Who would have thought I would have found her this way ?
And who would have thought I would find her when I was not worth anything anymore .
I'm afraid this angel is ready to run .
And this angel too is ready to send herself home .
I should turn and run but knowing her holds me here .
In futile hopes that she'll feel the same and realize she's not alone .