Heaven - Chrysta Bell

I call you on the telephone

Though I know you won’t be home

Like everyday, obsessively

Cause it’s like oxygen for me

The message plays, I hear your voice

Oh I know I’ve got no choice

The seconds pass and then you’re gone

But I’m just in Heaven

I hang on every word you say

Living without you

Just barely make it through the day

Thinking about you

I spend my days outside your door

I don’t know who I’m waiting for

The taxis stop then pass me by

No destination left to try

Walking past our record shop

No turntable still I stop

And touch the covers one by one

And I’m just in Heaven

I hang on every word you say

Living without you

Just barely make it through the day

Thinking about you

I hang on every word you say

Living without you

I don’t know how much longer I’ll stay

In a world without you

Without you

I hang on every word you say

Living without you

Just barely make it through the day

Thinking about you

I hang on every word you say

Living without you

I don’t know how much longer I’ll stay

Living without you

Living without you

Living without you

Living without you

Living without you