Whose fault? Now you're thinking There's nothing to prove A snapshot from the crowd to the shore And it feels now Just like heaven's coming down Your
we touch, I realize That I found my place in heaven by your side That I found my place in heaven by your side Heaven by your side Heaven by your side Heaven
heaven Fatboy Slim is fucking in heaven Fatboy Slim is fucking in heaven Fucking in, fucking in, fucking in heaven Fatboy Slim is fucking in heaven
now I'm on your side, I'm a friend To be certain isn't easy anyway Come to Heaven I'm waiting, but tomorrow never comes Come to Heaven Now or never,
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comes heaven now before you I was feeling lost inside Here comes heaven now you've touched me I can't feel, I can't breathe, I can't love, I can't fly. Here comes
kissing There's something missing Come live with me Kiss the boys goodbye Come live with me Kiss the boys goodbye Come live with me Kiss the boys goodbye Come
else to blame. The beast is upon us. The final days in the age of lies. Witness to apocalypse as the blood falls. The blood of heaven. The blood of angels
I've never met someone Quite like you Sorry for what I've done And put you through We were together that night When it all went wrong Heaven's coming
I'll be waiting When Heaven comes down Until tomorrow When Heaven comes down 'Cause I'll be waiting When Heaven comes down Until tomorrow When Heaven comes
and be loved is enough God of heaven come down, heaven come down, yeah Heaven come down Heaven come down Heaven come down Heaven come down Heaven come
made me understand Here comes heaven like spring soft and warm I'd give my life to keep her from harm She makes my heart sing Here comes heaven again Here comes heaven
we unite our fires Shout it out, give yourself to me Yeah, yeah, yeah Hell was made in heaven I was made for you Hell was made in heaven Made for loving
Here comes heaven again Get that angel face You don't need a halo or wings You can do such fabulous things! With eyes that lull me to dreams
From heaven above to earth I come, To bear good news to every home, Glad tidings of great joy I bring, Whereof I now will gladly sing. To you this night
From highest heaven I come to tell The gladdest news that e'er befell; These tidings true to you I bring, And gladly of them say and sing. 'To you today
From heaven high, O angels, come, Eya, eya, susani, susani, susani. Come music, song, come pipe and drum, Alleluia, alleluia. Of Jesus sing and Maria.
'm drowning Days speed by... sleeping Distant times come nearer and go Into the sky... soaring Come to me... heaven Climbing high... melting Distant times come
