Golden Dragonflies

A human I am. Drops of the rainbow Falling. White and empty Paper. Out of skies to Appear. Golden dragonflies Rise off my fingers. I wouldn't cut their Wings. Cold as, cold as ice. I stand at the window. There's nothing that can warm Me in here. Higher I get. Sun is now closer and closer Since that I Get hurt, I get helpless. More than once I need Shelter. Golden dragonflies Rise off my fingers. I wouldn't cut their Wings. Cold as, cold as ice. I stand at the window. There's nothing that can warm Me in here, In here. Inside We lie. Somehow it makes my eyes go Wild. And I take you as a Human. So why don't you take me as I Am? Golden dragonflies Rise off my fingers. I wouldn't cut their Wings. Cold as, cold as ice. I stand at the window. There's nothing that can warm Me in here. Oh. Golden dragonflies. Dancing machines. So who Could teach Helicopters fly right? Oh. Oh. All they speak of is glory. So How could I Try to hide?