Your gazes down upon me Opened my heart, I felt exulted Dreaming of our ways Drawing closer and closer And never, never touching itselves Just containing myself for more ecstasy A frustration full of hope Worthy of angels Want to feel myself Worthy of angels Want to touch the sky When hope is dying Passion fades away Phantasms pass away And feelings fades away Reality could never satisfy me As my phantasms do A frustration full of hope Worthy of angels Want to feel myself Worthy of angels Want to touch the sky Touch the sky, the sky Worthy of angels Want to feel myself Worthy of angels Want to touch the sky Touch the sky, touch the sky Want to feel myself, feel myself