Tightrope

You should have been an angel, it wouldve suited you

My gold-leafed triptych angel, she knows just what to do

In the half light of morning, in a 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, one thing Ive found

I dont know how to stop, and its a

Long, long, long, long downway

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, 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, one thing Ive found

I dont know how to stop, its and a

Long, long, long, long way down