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 Ill never want another lover, my sweet
Can there be more in this world than the joy of just watching you sleep?
I dont know just what to feel
Wont someone tell me my loves 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?
Im on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high
Striding through the clouds, on my ribbon in the sky
Im on a tightrope, baby, one thing Ive found
I dont know how to stop, and its a long, long, long
Long way down.
Shes all that ever mattered, and all that ever will
My cup, it runneth over, Ill never get my fill
The boats in the harbour slip from their chains
Head for new horizons, lets do the same
Im on a tightrope, baby, nine miles high
striding through the clouds, on my ribbon in the sky
Im on a tightrope, baby, one thing Ive found
I dont know how to stop
and its a tightrope, baby, nine miles high
striding through the clouds, on my ribbon in the sky
Im on a tightrope, baby, one thing Ive found
I dont know how to stop, and its a long, long, long
Long way down
