Halo

(álbum: White On Blonde - 1997)

Bright light city
You're her religion
Superstars in their own private movie
Play just like children

Lies that take her
Places she's never seen
The kiss and tell of it all
To her it seems so obscene

She's so pretty
Her hair is a mess
We all love her
To that we confess

She has a halo
We really do adore her
For she has a halo
Can we touch her

For their blindness
She sees much further
Like on a wide-screen viewing
Going down on her

She's so pretty
Her hair is a mess
We all love her
To that we confess

She has a halo
We really do adore her
For she has a halo
Can we touch her

She believes in everything
She believes in nothing, in everything

Halo, halo, halo, halo
Halo, halo, halo, halo

She has a halo
We really do adore her
For she has a halo
Can we touch her

She has a halo
We really do adore her
For she has a halo
Can we touch her

She believes in everything
She believes in nothing, in everything
She believes in everything
She believes in nothing, in everything

For she has a halo
She has a halo