Текст: Deep Blue Something. Home. Halo.

Souls suffer the landscape
In shrouds of dew, as ghosts
The eternity is for searching
But a certain dissension grows

I've seen them wander
Voices raised in prayer
Consorting with whisper
They curse the ones not there

If you didn't want this and I didn't need it
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn't want it, then why can't you do without?

I know I'm not your first one
But I pray I'll be your last
I've never seen you cry before
But I know that I'll make you laugh

I know and you know, you've heard this all before
These arms are for holding on
This heart won't stray from home

If you didn't want this and I didn't need it
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn't want it, then why can't you do without?

I know, I know, I know
God tell me, where's my Halo?

If you didn't want this and I didn't need it
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn't want it, then why can't you do without?

If you didn't want this and I didn't need it
Then how has this interest become an addiction?
If you didn't want it, then why can't you do without?