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 a 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, 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, 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, one thing I've found

I don't know how to stop, and it's a

long, long, long, long way down