The words you sing
Will fill the air with bright light
And beautiful colours like television at night
And with your seashell eyes
Heaven lies silent in your hands
As a pray resting its head beneath the sun
I know you don’t believe
In me and maybe that is why I am still
Drinking myself to sleep
But with your seashell eyes
You put me gently into your hands
As a pray resting its head beneath the sun
But will you catch me?
But will you catch me?
But will you catch me?
But will you catch me?
And with your seashell eyes
Heaven lies silent in your hands
As a pray resting its head beneath the sun
