So what would you say if I don't believe in love as a child of heaven I guess the number I’ve chosen is written with three sixes not three sevens
Life is a book with empty pages each a day, a year or ages you should always close the one before you start a new yeah...
There is no way back in time to stop the demons follow you no more insignificant rites for pleasures at night of soporific self-love so cold cateyed but blindfold
[Chorus]: They say Love is a child of heaven hate is the plague from hell It is a joke without a laugh like a Chime without a Bell
So isn't it fantastic my dear I know all the words you love to hear just lick up the love or whatever you think it is I guess I should leave you in the thought it is...
True love is what has disappeared in me Reality surrounding is me So joyfully... So joyfully...