Your voice is like heaven.

Your beauty is unreal to me.

You have to be an angel with looks and a voice like that.

The truth is my heart soars when you walk into the room.

The truth is my heart sinks when you leave.

Please don't go.

My love for you only grows.

I beg for you to return.

So my heart can be in the clouds.

It hurts to see you cry.

But you smiling makes me want to die.

For I have seen the best thing on this earth.

For I have seen an angel, which is you.

An angel from heaven with a voice that soars.

I cry for what I can lose, so should my feelings remain unspoken.

Should my voice be cut off like it's lucifer?

Is my whisper too much?

Will other people hear?

Will you leave if the truth is revealed?

Please don't go.

My love for you only grows.

Stop.

Don't go.

My heart cries for what I can lose.

Which is you.