The words you sing    Will fill the air with bright light    And beautiful colours like television at night    And with your seashell eyes    Heaven lies silent in your hands    As a pray resting its head beneath the sun       I know you don't believe    In me and maybe that is why I am still    Drinking myself to sleep    But with your seashell eyes    You put me gently into your hands    As a pray resting its head beneath the sun    But will you catch me?      But will you catch me?      But will you catch me?      But will you catch me?      And with your seashell eyes    Heaven lies silent in your hands    As a pray resting its head beneath the sun