Can't Hold A Halo To You

In all the pictures that I've seen

Of how angels are supposed to be

There's an aura, a kind of emanating light

Suggesting perfection that may very well be true

But they can't hold a halo to you

Their role as protector is what God made them for

And I take comfort in knowing they're around

I don't mean to sound ungrateful or diminishwhat they do

But they can't hold a halo to you

By their very nature they must be heaven sent

Here to work their miracles, to wonder and to bless

I pray the Lord forgives me 'cause when you touched me that's when I knew

That they can't hold a halo to you.