Unrequitedloveangel

I'm tired of this cold My stiff and frostbite skin I need a way out To feel amber's Not skin piercing wind I have achieved this goal A swallow will be my guide So Small So Weak This bird will escort my friends and I Through this blistering night At once, in this warmth Doors shut Set to glide through this sky Ritchie has a quiver His stomach clenched and tied Rolling down the runway With the last faces I was to see Leaving this ground In time bringing a throb of heartache Floating in this sky Eight miles pass Everything is blurred What has happened? Here I am again In this frostbite cold Lying in the dirt A ri