Blood red beneath the sky

I'm watching from above,
I see an angel lying on the ground,
I see her tears run down her face,
but I don't hear a sound.

An angel holding someone's hand,
it's supposed to be mine,
but I don't feel our fingers laced,
I think I died beneath the purple sky.

Hands and clothes covered in blood,
What am I supposed to do now,
I can't go back in time,
Wish I had time to say goodbye.