Walk Off The Earth

Angels do not live in the skies.
Angels are you and me who have fallen in love with life.
We don't argue, we are not angry, nor frightened.
We master life and enjoy all its excitement.
We explore and share, we feel and care.
Sometimes we meet, but that's rare.

Our last "Good bye!" and that first moment, when you asked me for the way,
those memories will never fade away.
but everything in between,
feels just like a dream.
And that's ok. I'm ready to wake up.

And yet, there's this subtle desire inside of me,
to go out and see,
the world. But not alone.
So, if you want to go,
please, tell me where.
Because maybe someday I'll come visit you there!