A Writer’s Paris.

Goodnight my sun
Goodnight my friend
Rest your soul at this
Long day’s end

The fire inside
Will warm our night
And daddy’s arms will
Hold you tight

Dream of summer skies
Sunset is bound to each sunrise
Rest is your first right
My friend goodnight

This world spinning
Time always winning
The silver chains keep thinning and
This is just your beginning

Sleep my friend
At last be free
No we won’t forget
Our merriest melody

Gone to another place
Of carousel rides round an angel’s face
I’m sure we’d both laugh at the sight

My friend goodnight

You’ve found hope
You’ve found faith,
Found how fast she could take it away.
Found true love,
Lost your heart.
Now you don’t know who you are.

She made it easy,
Made it free,
Made you hurt til you couldn’t see.
Sometimes it stops,
Sometimes it flows,
But baby that is how love goes.

You will fly and you will crawl;
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.

It’s a secret no one tells;
One day it’s heaven, one day it’s hell.
It’s no fairy tale;
Take it from me,
That’s the way it’s supposed to be.

You will fly and you will crawl;
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.

You laugh, you cry, no one knows why
Behold the thrill of it all…
You’re on the ride
You might as well
Open your eyes

You will fly and you will crawl;
God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you lost it all.
God knows even angels fall.
Even angels fall
Even angels fall