Goodbye my Angel, goodbye.

Goodbye my Angel, goodbye, goodbye.

There's only so much you could do to try

to make

the whole world right.

I saw how hard you tried.

I tried to tell you the gulf's too wide.

But you swam against their tide

of pride.

They made the water rise.

I pulled you to the side.

They always want to play it their way.

They want your help that's what

they say,

but it's just how they play.

I saw them turn away.

I saw you spread your gossamer wings.

I knew the song that you could bring

and help

how this whole world sings.

I shared the pain it brings.

They had to turn it into a fight,

when all you wanted was to take flight

and change

what they all thought was right.

I saw them react with spite.

Straighten out your iridescent wings.

Spread them out, and you will fly-

you'll sing:

you're not the sort to cry.

I'll share the song you bring.

There's a new world where you'll fly again.

Angels like you will always survive

and thrive,

but you need to leave me behind...

I have never learned to fly.

Goodbye my Angel, goodbye.

Don't ask me about this.

Goodbye my Angel, goodbye.

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