Lonely angel in the sky above
Sing music to the stars of night
Comforted only by a passing dove
Your audience, your only light

What makes you sing?
Oh precious one among the stars.
Why do you fly high with your wings?
Do you seek such heights to hide your scars?

On the earth I’m grounded
Forced to watch and strain my ear
To hear each note as it’s sounded
And feel my heart yearn to be near

Lonely angel, the stars are your kin
Lonely heart, on the earth we’re stranded
A man of flesh a man of bone, a man of sin
I stretch to the heavens open handed

If your songs were rain, falling all around like drops
I’d catch them one by one on my tongue
Savoring sweet purity while the world around me stops
My mind reveling in what you’ve sung

Lonely heart, why must we cry?
We must we be the wingless ones?
Lonely heart, surely our eyes must be dry,
Doomed to be the earth’s and not the sun’s.

Stars listen to the song, the song of the lonely voice
You who are closest too her, savor your gift
Rejoice, heavens closest, heavens high, rejoice
As I remain below, wishing every note could lift

Lift me above the world below
Lift me to the heavens above
Lift me away from my life of woe
To the lonely angel, to comfort in place of a dove

Lonely heart, don’t stop beating
One day we may rise
That hope may seem fleeting
But if we never try, well never reach the skies

Lonely heart, don’t stop bleeding
We’ll save our tears for the land above
Nothing down here will stop us from succeeding
This pain we will soon be free of

Lonely angel, don’t stop singing
Save a song for we
Don’t let your music ever stop ringing
Lonely angel, please wait for me

Wait for my wings, grown by hope and soul
Wait for my heart to sing with you
Two voices together, two souls as one. Make me whole
Don’t hide your face from view

Lonely angel, your scars will heal
Just keep singing your songs
Lonely heart, our pain is real
But it can heal, so long as she keeps ringing.