The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
The Tea Party
With nothing to do
You'd waste away
Obscured in exile
They've witnessed the times
You've gone astray
And whose fault? Now you're thinking
Ah, there's nothing to prove
A snapshot from the crowd to the shore, baby
And it feels now
Just like heaven's coming down
So strange are the ways
They all have changed
Still life, it stayed the same
A break from the past
Could make it last
Oh, maybe just a little longer
Now there's nothing to prove
A snapshot from the crowd to the shore, baby
And it feels now
Just like heaven's coming down
Your soul shakes free
As its conscience hits the ground
You surrender
Love under will
Rest assured
Baby, you're adored
And it feels now
Just like heaven's coming down
Your soul shakes free
As its conscience hits the ground
These signs, this fate
Takes a path you didn't choose
Stay strong, keep faith
There's a change that's coming through
Feels like heaven's coming down
Hold on, my love
Feels like heaven's coming down
Hold on, my love
Feels like heaven's coming down
Hold on, my love
Feels like heaven's coming down
Heaven Coming Down was produced by Ed Stasium.