Tightrope

You should have been an angel
It would’ve 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
Long way down