the other day I passed the place where you work  I just had to watch you  you've got a wonderful way of moving your hands  so easy to forget  I think I stood there for hours  when someone came and said  she isn't one of your kind  remembered that I said  I was your wrong heaven ...  I remember the day my blue car broke down  we had to walk for miles  heading back for the nearest town  it gave us time to talk  and you told me about your friends  and I just had to laugh  and I told you about the days  when I worked on a ship to Perth  I was your wrong heaven ...  ooh, it's not a matter for my tombstone  ooh, will never be  you will be a rose in my memories  ooh, it's not a matter for my tombstone  ooh, will never be  will never be, will never be  I was your wrong heaven...