"Closer"

The stage that you are standing on
Is one I've never seen.
With a ladder that doesn't reach that high
And steps too few and far between.
Like a star I reach my hand out to,
And an empty cup that's never full,
You're like a promise just kept waiting
To check off the list of the dreams I stole.
The walls I watch you live behind
Are nonexistent and clear as glass.
Like a prince you live in untouched gardens
That always appear to have greener grass.
You're an angel with wings as white as snow
While I acnnot compare or even be seen.
To get closer to your world is all I hope,
But even that is too far a dream.