Maybe you're just an illusion, a mirage in the desert before the dying traveler's mind? Maybe I would felt the only deep disappointment in you and in myself as I have lost my way and heart...But it was never because of you...Scorching sun is killing me... Maybe you're not an angel, but a mere shadow of a hungry vulture and you have come to take my soul? And I mistook the shadow of your wings with the shadow of angel wings? I'll never know...