you should have been an angel
it would of suited you
my gold-leafed
triptych angel
she knows just what to do
in the half light of morning
in our world between the sheets
i swear i saw her angel wing
my vision was complete
and i know i'll never want another lover
my sweet
can there be more in this world than the joy of just watching you sleep?
i don't know just what to feel
won't someone tell me my love's real?
are we etched in stone or just scratched in the sand
waiting for the waves to come and reclaim the land?
will the sun shine all sweetness and light
burn us to a cinder
our third stone satellite?
i'm on a tightrope
baby
nine miles high
striding through the clouds
on my ribbon in the sky
i'm on a tightrope
baby
one thing i've found
i don't know how to stop
and it's a long
long
long
long way down. she's all that ever mattered
and all that ever will
my cup
it runneth over
i'll never get my fill
the boats in the harbour slip from their chains
head for new horizons
let's do the same
i'm on a tightrope
baby
nine miles high
striding through the clouds
on my ribbon in the sky
i'm on a tightrope
baby
one thing i've found
i don't know how to stop
and it's a tightrope
baby
nine miles high
striding through the clouds
on my ribbon in the sky
i'm on a tightrope
baby
one thing i've found
i don't know how to stop
and it's a long
long
long
long way down