Where I Find My Heaven
Hey Monday morning,
is only for the brave,
and the blood flows through my heart
and leaves like sand as I shave.
And the wind outside,
and the taxi's ready
and the lonesome hum that comes from my desk lamp is ...
Where I find my heaven,
is where I find my heaven,
is where I find my heaven,
heaven ...
But Sunday morning
is only for the blessed
and the grace keeps flowing
just as long as we can stay undressed.
And a whispered word
in my spirit lies,
and the sacred moments of sillyness are ...
Where I find my heaven,
where I find my heaven,
where I find my heaven,
heaven ...
It's where I find my heaven,
it's where I find my heaven,
it's where I find my heaven.
It's where I find my heaven,
where I find my heaven,
where I find my heaven,
heaven ...
