Into heavenly light heavenly light We don't gotta laugh out loud We broke the code We've seen it now We don't gotta touch the ground They're comin' with the Heavenly light heavenly light

It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you And I keep on prayin', "Oh Lord, please let this last" We seemed to float right through the air Heavenly songs seemed to come from everywhere And now

Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel (Kelly/Mann) I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold Better get a grip on myself I'm told I've grown bitterly, shameslessly, Indescribably cold I dove well into my cups And wrote you a note full of

You gave me the kiss of life Kiss of life You gave me the kiss that's like The kiss of life There must have been an angel by my side He led me to you Giving me love yeah Something heavenly led me to you Look at the sky

Squalor Victoria Raise our heavenly glasses to the heavens Underline everything I'm a professional in my beloved white shirt I'm going down among the saints Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves And I wanna rush in with the fools 3:30 in the last

I took a heavenly ride through our silence Where were you when I was burned and broken While the days slipped by from my window watching And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless 'Cause the things you say and the things you do surround me

Lover man, oh, where can you be I've heard it said That the thrill of romance Can be like a heavenly dream I go to bed with a prayer That you'll make love to me Strange as it seems Someday we'll meet And you'll dry all my tears

You gave me the kiss of life Kiss of life You gave me the kiss that's like The kiss of life There must have been an angel by my side He led me to you Giving me love yeah Something heavenly led me to you Look at the sky

Face me, sitting in my memory, Hold me, I remember The heavenly That summer, we talked endlessly Always, about everything, Fusion, nothing new for you I felt, hey, under and, cool breezes We argue, constantly

When genius wears a twisted face Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place (Kelly/Mann) I offered up a weak embrace 'Till her song began to thin Slowing to a trickle down her chin Every head