A fragile angel fell to earth, so helpless with her broken wings
I didn't notice her at first, my weary mind on other things
But then I saw her through the darkness that encompassed me as night
She lay before me, torn and bruised, her eyes were filled with doubt and fright

I gathered her into my arms, her head fell gently to my chest
And put her on a pedestal, where she could heal and get some rest
Gathering lost angel feathers, to her wounds applying balm
I bandaged up her tattered wings and tried to keep her quiet and calm

And then I fell in love with her, my lonely heart upon my sleeve
Knowing that it couldn't be, knowing she would have to leave
I struggled vainly to resist the song she sang unto my soul
That caressed my ears like tiny velvet raindrops, and I lost control

Time passed by, with growing strength, she didn't need my constant care
One day I returned to her to find her floating on the air
She said good-bye, and flew away, and said I'd hear her when she sings
But in my heart of hearts I wish...

I'd never healed her broken wings