When I look up in the sky,
I can see a million eyes.
And I cannot shake the feeling,
That I'm being held by reason.

From the moment I first met you,
You thought that I would forget you.
But you see that I still know you,
As the one who's held by sorrow.

Look at me and wonder why,
Why this angel cannot fly?
Hopes forgotten of days before,
When the world was free; No more.