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