The Trouble With Angels

The beauty of your fragile frame
A consequence of love's cruel game
That brought you here
So we could stare at the ocean

The instinct of an ouststretched hand
A bruised romantic's futile plan
To rescue you
Like some guardian angel

Fate vows and happy endings
Turn to dust and disappear
Yet the search for clues is never ending
To justify our presence here

The trouble with angels
That can no longer fly
Their wings become useless
And they fall from the sky
So tell me you need me
Even if it's a lie
While I try to explain
The trouble with angels

The nighttime skies
Forever changed
And all the stars now rearranged
To shine on you
To keep you from darkness

And all the words we understood
Swept from the shore
And lost for good
In ghostly tides
When I was your angel

Fate vows and happy endings
Turn to dust and disappear
You search for signs and keep pretending
That all these moments brought you here

The trouble with angels
Who have longed to be kissed
And every mortal distraction
That they try to resist
And the trouble with me and all the signals I missed
The thing about angels
Is they don't really exist

The trouble with angels
That can no longer fly
Their wings become useless
And they fall from the sky
So tell me you need me
Even if it's a lie
While I try to explain
The trouble with angels