The first word in my dreams

I could clearly see

All my feelings high beyond the skies

Beautiful and sad

is this story I'll tell

of a pure winged angel

then one day

the wind guided from where he will go

with his wings high above he flew

Waving from down below

he flew out of sight

into his mystical dream land

Neither a smile nor a cry

I gave when he left

feelings my heart broken

And hoping

we can be together

back to the place we once shared

With my tears

down below deep into my heart

he left me in this world of loneliness

Surrounded by this world

with love and hate

my path will go on in darkness

Cast a spell, from the old magic book

in my heart, in this black magic box

everything will change now, he have been taken 'way

I try ~ ... to fly high, to have wings,

to touch my broken dreams

I cried from so far through the wind with my saddness

Someone came in my drakness with his bright stars

protecting my heart from crying

taken by surprise my angel have returned

Why come back ? Why did he change ?