The Dust on My Halo - The Vow

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s a lifeline

that follows me right down the centuries

And burns like a quasar within me.

If you could see into my soul,

There’s a darkness

that shines through the dust on my halo.

I’m trying to learn how to say «no».

Oh, you can see into my soul.

But oh my God!

Lord of all mercy, why would you desert me?

There’s no reason

for learning to think in a straight line.

The pleasure and pain would be still mine

if I could see into your soul,

Where the truth goes finally fading away now,

The light of the moon by the day now —

If I could see into your soul.

But oh my God!

Lord of all mercy, why would you curse me?

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

But oh my God!

Lord of all mercy, Why would you desert me?

There’s a lifeline

that follows me right down the centuries

And burns like a quasar within me.

If you could see into my soul,

Where the truth goes —

there’s nothing to see or to say now.

We might as well all turn away now.

Beware of the places we go.

Oh.

Come on.

Oh.

Come on.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.

There’s dust on my halo.