They say that heaven is like tv
a perfect little world
that doesn't really need you
and everything there
is made of light
and the days keep going by
here they come
here they come
here they come.
It was one of those days
larger than life
when your friends came to dinner
and they stayed the night
and then they cleaned out the refrigerator -
they ate everything in sight
and then they stay
In the living room
and they cried all night
strange angels -
singing just for me
old stories -
they're haunting me
this is nothing like I thought it would be.
Well I was out in my four door
with the top down.
And I looked up
and there they were: millions of tiny teardrops
just sort of hanging there
and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry
and I said to myself:
what next big sky? Strange angels
- singing just for me
their spare change falls on top of me
rain falling
falling all over me
all over me
strange angels -
singing just for me
old stories
- they're haunting me
big changes are coming
Here they come
here they come
