You have a natural right
Yes having my small niece(heaven must at least) becomes (so) acceptable to me
 I'd feel angry had I lost you and can't imagine where you might be

 Where do maybe mediums form
 When they die oh, why I do not mourn
 God is a feeling of loving yourself
 You're precious to me, you know that

 Stretch in your arms
 Wrap 'em 'round tight
 Loving myself
 With all my might

 Where do maybe mediums form
 When they die oh, why I do not mourn
 God is a feeling of loving yourself
 You're precious to me, you know that

 Take a look inside you'll see
 See how I'm doing
 A message, something says to me
 Tells me I'm right
 So you want a potion to send me away
 Daddy, my love, cannot get in today