Heaven It ain't heaven If I haven't your love Prism Your eyes are a prison For all the colours of summertime And the flowers will wither As we fall and we sit here And quietly listen To the clatter of hangers Swinging on their lines Lighter by their jackets Oh is it A bliss that you missed it? You lying there twisted Like a vine Enthralling Your feathers are falling In a shower of red and wine And the clouds will deliver As we fall and we sit here And quietly listen To the smashing on pavements Of broken hearts Lighter by their spirits We walk (we walk), we walk (we walk) And we run (we run), we run (we run) And we fall (we fall), we fall (we fall) And in love (in love), we love (we love) And we walk (we walk), we walk (we walk) And we run (we run), we run (we run) And we fall (we fall), we fall (we fall) And in love (in love), we love (we love) Oh we're wasted, oh we're wasted Oh we're wasted and young We're wasted and young Oh we're wasted, oh we're wasted So decidedly wasted Well I'm not like that