Angel
You fell
From a great height
I saw you
Land in the distance
I hope you're alright

All right?

On your wings
I'll place my wish-list
But if fallen angels
Don't get to heaven
Then I'll be wishing
Yes I'll be wishing

That they do because

You've got the charm, magic spells and a broom
You take my arm, I smell your potion perfume
We laugh and cackle; food and wine, we consume
We think we're good but we know not to assume

Angel
We are both from
Different worlds
I'm a cold one and you are
Just a burning girl
"Burn that witch, that girl"

Is what they say!

I know that we can't be
Together because this
Soulless sick society
Secretly tells me
And what they're told you
Is what they're telling me

But I don't listen because

You've got the charm, magic spells and a broom
You take my arm, I smell your potion perfume
We laugh and cackle; food and wine, we consume
We think we're good but we know not to assume

This is a supernatural love story
It's something that natural folks just won't get
When I meet you lover, they'll be sorry
We'll show them something they won't forget

Supernatural Love?
Yes!