Ikarus

You said "Let's fly"
And to the sky
You sprung on fledgling silver wings

I followed you
Into the blue
And held on to your precious hand

Your wings shone bright
You held me tight
And holding still to you I flew

My wings were dross
My flight was lost
As wings of wax melted away

Loving, holding
Still the falling
Me, you struggled with my dross as well

You still loved
Wings that melted
And clutched onto my breaking heart

My wings wax glossed
In waves were tossed
And you, still holding on, were lost

The dross I knew
Before we flew
Would bring us to this deadly fate

To let love win
Gone must be sin
'Til then, in patience love must wait