All because of you, I believe in angels...
Not the kind with wings, no, not the kind with halos.
The kind that you bring home when home becomes a strange place,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out.
Not the kind with wings, no, not the kind with halos.
The kind that you bring home when home becomes a strange place,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out.