Sorrowful Angels
She loved him most when his eyes were gray
The palest shade of a winter day
They filled her with a raging fire
And a bittersweet desire
She shined for him like candlelight
That softly beckons in the night
But he said no right to her face
Then simply turned and walked away
Chorus
All Heaven watched from way on high
True love given and denied
And while her heart was broke and bleed