I'm the ribbon floating on your breeze,
a ballet slipper spinning on your floor;
I'm the tobacco burning by your fire,
and the smoke slipping 'neath your door,
I'm going to dream with you
because we are tangled,
I'll want to scream with you
when your thoughts are mangled.
We are heavenly,
we are heavenly,
I'm an angel in your universe
of dreaming deities.
I'm in a room of dark
standing by your glow,
I'm in a place of light
laughing at the show,
you'll be standing at my side,
because you need my voice,
I'll be standing here
because I've had no choice.
We are heavenly,
we're in heaven, see?
I'm in your fire lane
burning as you please.