In Which…

Hold these wings softly
they break ever so easily.
Tell me you love me
tell me you care
tell me the future isn’t so bare.
I think that they’re failing
from so highly flying.
It’s the only things
I ever see in my dreams
the things I can never be
that angels will only see
these butterfly wings are too frail
to get there.
Tell me you love me
tell me you care
tell me the future isn’t so bare
and hold me until I can reach heaven