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Without Form

my angel wings have been clipped
there is no joy left in my eyes
how did i lose the light in my heart?
how can i go on with all this pain?
i never knew such brightness
my soul never felt so free
until the day you appeared
and i let you in to me
you held me in your hands and
lifted me up to the light
you held me there safe within
you so I would stay in flight
but I'm falling now. i know I'll
land on my feet, but the landing
will be hard.
i know i can fly if i wanted to
but i will not fly far
i never knew such brightness
my soul never felt so free
until the day you appeared
and i let you in to me
the darkness and shadows
became so bright, i could see
from here to there.
everything became so clear
and there was nothing left of
my old fear.
i can see in these dark rooms
without your light, of course.
but why would i want to?
without your light it's so much worse.
i know I'll find my way home,
without you as my compass
i know i can see from here to
there, without you as my guide.
but there's a difference without
you here. A piece of my soul
has died.