© 1999 Lost

She dreams at night of widows

Who have allowed their hearts to die

She sleeps in a room with no windows

And walks in a world with no sky

She can hear them as they whisper

When their backs are turned away

Where has she gone?, they wonder

The sweet child from yesterday?

From her place high above

She has fallen

She has learned the lesson of love

That to love is to sin

Fallen Angel

She stares into the darkness

And the shadows fill her mind

She wonders if there's anything she'll miss

When she leaves this world behind

For her, life has lost all meaning

Her smile washed away in the rain

She spends all her time searching

For a way to end the pain

From her place high above

She has fallen

She has learned the lesson of love

That to love is to sin

Fallen Angel

From her place high above

She has fallen

She has learned the lesson of love

That to love is to sin