Mariana Trenchrock

And the way she walks and talk
Feels like heaven to me
And to you, my friend
Feels like heaven's falling

When I wake up in the morning
You are frozen, you are boring
And the sun smells to hold me on
So I can bathe in that

And the way she walks and talk
Feels like heaven to me
And to you, my friend
Feels like heaven's falling