From heaven above came to me
a type of love
that I swear I did not know—
that split my life in two.
Little by little, it lit up
my darkest corner.
It held me every cold night—
into its hands I poured my agony.
I did not know how to entrust
even a half of my heart.
I did not know what I had.
I did not know until I lost it.
She was an angel, she was the sun.
She was a refrain in my song—
a miracle that I did not deserve—
the truth to all of my lies.
She was white and I was gray,
a moon that never set—
a star in the sky and, above all else,
the most beautiful—she was all that.
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She was an angel, she was the sun.
She was a refrain in my song—
a miracle that I did not deserve—
the truth to all of my lies.
She was white and I was gray,
a moon that never set—
a star in the sky and, above all else,
the most beautiful—she was all that.