Wide As Heaven

Wide as Heaven and as thick as love White as a feather in the roses Wild as the heather to the newborn dove Slight as 11 to the dozen Time is a raven with a beak of blood Crying at seven every morning Bright as forever in the bleaching sun Wider than Heaven when it's yawning Why does Heaven make me feel so sad? Why does Heaven never notice? Why would Heaven make me feel so sad? Why would Heaven never notice? Time is raven with a beak of blood Crying at seven every morning I would rather it didn't be so tough Than bright as Heaven in the dawning Why does Heaven make me feel so sad? Why does Heaven never notice? Why would Heaven make me feel so sad? Why would Heaven never notice?