★─────────★──────────★──────────★ Original Lyrics | Musical Arrangement & Production in Studio 2.0 | Voice based on my own voice | Cover Art © Artanne - All rights reserved. ★─────────★──────────★──────────★ An angel falls to earth, a fragile flame, Her heart is pure, her soul untamed. The world below is cold and bare. But her song... Her song hangs in the air... She falls through the clouds one quiet night, A shimmer turns dark, a broken light. Her wings once gold, now torn and gray. The heavens whisper, but turn away. But her eyes hold a light... Faint but true... A spark that the darkness can’t undo. Angel’s wings... Lost in the fight, Torn by the fall, Stolen by night. But love finds her, And the heavens sing. Through a good heart, her healing song takes wing. She walks on the earth, bare feet on stone. Healing others, though she feels alone. Her hands build bridges, her voice soothes pain. Each act of kindness, a drop in the rain. She finds the sick, where shadows creep. Hums lullabies to soothe their sleep. In crowded streets, where silence grows. She sings of hope, of things she knows. And her voice still shines, like a silver thread... A melody born, from the tears she sheds. She sings for the broken, she sings for the lost. Her heart bears the pain, her voice pays the cost. Healing songs for the lonely ones, to lift their despair. And the heavens listen, to her care. With every note she finds her way, Through the dark... Through the night... Through the gray. Her voice is a light, A healing stream, An angel's song, A fragile dream. And the heavens weep, The heavens cry. Her wings grow back, Her soul reaches up to the sky. Angel has wings! © Artanne - 2026