• I’m pretty scared of loosing my wings,
    And after they fly away I dread starting over again.

    If I fall from y[our] heaven,
    Passing through worlds and clouds I’ve never been to,
    Dodging birds and snowflakes and premature rain,
    Through God’s gates toward Hades’ earth,
    I fear before I kiss the ground,
    The thought of missing you,
    Will kill me first.

    If you come back,
    I swear I’ll try,
    I barely glide,
    Without you by my side.