Come Home

Come home, angel, come home.

 

You said,

“This halo is heavy,”

so you took it off

and gave it back to me.

 

Come home, angel, come home.

Why do you have to roam?

Come home, angel, come home.

 

You said,

“I only fell

because you placed me

on that high pedestal.”

 

Come home, angel, come home.

Why do you have to roam?

Come home, angel, come home.

 

You said,

“This broken wing

you say I have

was never meant for flying.”

 

Come home, angel, come home.

Why do you have to roam?

Come home, angel, come home.

 

You left

or maybe ran away

searching for gold

or treasure anyway.

 

Come home, angel, come home.

Why do you have to roam?

Come home, angel, come home.

 

I am

waiting all alone

for you to return

to yourself and come home.

 

Come home, angel, come home.

Why do you have to roam?

Come home, angel, come home.

 

Come home, my angel, come home.

© 2018 ck’s days

Heavy Halos

 

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