Angels in my dreams.

[superlemming13]

Apart from dreams, we're what we are,
But your mirrored face, you say, holds no light.
The darkness gleams from the places in your heart,
But to me it's shining bright.

How can you know just what you are,
When your eyes see something different than mine?
I want to show you what you're bringing to my heart,
A glimpse of the divine.

Chorus:
But you see a shadow,
And I see an angel.
If a shadow of something's what you are,
What might you become?

Be my angel!
(You are my angel,)
(And I'll be your hero.)
(If we see ourselves for what we are,)
(What might we become?)

The sunlight brings your darkest hour,
But the truth, I hope, will vanquish your night.
The shadow clings, but no longer has the power,
Your eyes, they shine so bright.

You must believe me, when I say,
That the mirror cannot see what's inside.
Why do you grieve, when you carry everyday,
A soul no shell can hide?

Chorus:
But you see a shadow,
And I see an angel.
If a shadow of something's what you are,
What might you become?

Be my angel!
(You are my angel,)
(And I'll be your hero.)
(If we see ourselves for what we are,)
(What might we become?)

But you see a shadow,
And I see an angel.
If a shadow of something's what you are,
What might you become?

Be my angel!
(You are my angel,)
(And I'll be your hero.)
(If we see ourselves for what we are,)
(What might we become?)