heaven doesn't seem so far away
when i'm standing on the front porch of my house
looking out across the street to see you step out of your car
and walk over to me with your hands in your pockets

is this just a dream?
another night i wake up with water in my lungs
so i scream
i don't want to feel this way
i just want to remember everything

clinging to my sheets
holding on to dreams
i want to make them real
looking down the street
leaves fall from the trees
i wish they would catch fire

can't. sleep.
angel. wings.
underneath the light