Angel of Chance (Finally)

Your life presses on,
passing by me I’m afraid.
Though some of my dreams have died,
they will never fade.

That time is gone forever,
for I had to go away,
but I’d gladly trade tomorrow,
to return to yesterday.

One time I had lost my hope,
of ever feeling like I had.
Longing for the days I’d lost,
before those angels had turned bad.

But of all the bitter things that happened,
some good came of it too,
I learned a lot about emotion,
and finally talked to you.