Under the streetlight, I still see your face, Shadows of memories I can’t erase. Your voice is a ghost in the pouring rain, Calling my name again, again... You said love’s a storm we can’t survive, But I still feel you when I close my eyes. The fire’s gone, but the ashes glow, And I can’t find the strength to let you go. Every dream turns to smoke in the sky, Every tear, another reason why. When angels cry the heavens break apart, Their tears are falling through my heart. When angels cry I see the end begin, But I’d lose it all to feel you again. The night still burns with the words we said, Every promise, every thread. You took your wings, left me behind, Now I’m chained to what I can’t rewind. And I whisper to the stars above, “If you hear her, tell her I still love.” No redemption, no goodbye, Just rain in the corners of my mind. When angels cry I’m kneeling in the storm, Praying for a love reborn. When angels cry I still see your flame, And I’ll die smiling, whispering your name.
