In hope this little angel will be free from all of their poisons.
And in hope I grind my knees into the floor,
praying that he'll never have to feel the pain that I have felt.
Walking through glass ignorant of the pain in my feet.
His sweet little hands, innocent face so unaware of what lies in waiting.In hope there will be forever waiting for you.
In hope you'll never look back and hate these days I've held your hand.Falling away.
Changing each day to his own fate untill,
I am needed no more for his comfort or his joy.In hope there's an answer.
And in hope I cry,
but I am beaten just the same by this subtle game.
As he breaks away,
I turn my face to the sky for a way to decline,
these fairy tales that will mold into nightmares.
This fate laid out in my hands unatoned I descend into my own indecision.
In hope I can turn this page.
Falling away.
Changing each day to this own fate.
When I feel him go running on his own,
wait for something more there is not.
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