Cool Blue Heaven

It's slipping away, it's fading away
It's changing track, It's coming back
New heaven, New heaven
Watching the clouds drifting away
Nothing to fear, nothing to say
New heaven new heaven...
My head is a harbour for dreamboats..
My heart is a bird enshrined...
I see Angels every Wednesday
But I try to play for time...
And there she stands
In memory burst
Twisting her welcoming things...
Our lady of the Golden days
And still my satellite sings
Blue heaven, New heaven
Blue heaven, New heaven...
I see Angels every Wednesday
But I try to play for time...
Blue heaven, New heaven...
Ice cream for breakfast
On Christmas Day
Every fire burns to shine
Cut to colour...
Fade to gray...
Dream the dream
Drink the wine...
Cool blue heaven
New heaven...