Genre: Pop/Dance

Nothing is as joyful as young love—and nothing has the power to disillusion us so deeply. Here’s the perfect example. The heavenly object of our adoration turns out to be just a cold, unfeeling stone angel.

GIRL YOU FIRST APPEARED LIKE AN ANGEL
IT WAS LIKE SOMEHOW YOUR FEET DIDN’T TOUCH THE GROUND
I WAS LOOKING FOR A SIGN OR SOME KIND OF AN ANGLE
SOMEWAY TO MAKE YOU TURN AROUND

YOU’VE GOT NO HALO
YOU’VE GOT NO WINGS
NOTHING THAT’S HEAVENLY
NOW I CAN SEE

YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL
A HEART THAT’S COLD & HARD, BUT LOOKS REAL FROM AFAR
A STONE ANGEL AN ILLUSION IN MY MIND, BUT NOTHING I CAN FIND
YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL

AT ONE POINT I THOUGHT I HAD A CHANCE
TO MAKE YOU STAY WITH ME FOR A WHILE
BUT YOU TURNED DOWN EVERY OFFER TO DANCE
WITHOUT A TRACE OR ONE HINT OF A SMILE
YOU’VE GOT NO HALO
YOU’VE GOT NO WINGS
NOTHING THAT’S HEAVENLY
NOW I CAN SEE

YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL
A HEART THAT’S COLD & HARD, BUT LOOKS REAL FROM AFAR
A STONE ANGEL
AN ILLUSION IN MY MIND, BUT NOTHING I CAN FIND
YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL

YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL
A HEART THAT’S COLD & HARD, BUT LOOKS REAL FROM AFAR
A STONE ANGEL
AN ILLUSION IN MY MIND, BUT NOTHING I CAN FIND
YOU’RE A STONE ANGEL