Angel

The red wine on my all-white outfit Praise the Lord and his holy water If he could even turn it to wine As if I could turn black, still Water runs deep, still What stays unclear If I fell in it or it spilled on me I'm red and easily read Stained, I'm red and easily read Stained, Lips red so easily read Stained, I'm red and easily read Stained, Lips red so easily read You could tell me I'm an angel Say that I shine so bright Say I could go so high if I tried Say that I sing so nice Even if tonight I'm drowning In bottle of red wine Everything's just fine At the very least I'm trying, but still Water runs deep, still What stays unclear If I fell in or it spilled on me It makes no difference now, I'm stained Lips red, so easily read Cracking colours showing I'm red and easily read Wine to water on me