anoraak
above your head
Your voice Is taking me to some higher level Your arms They protect me against the nasty world Your eyes  Is an ocean i like to swim  You're my seat belt You'll hold me tight if ever i crash   	I'm eleven hundred feet above your head 	But i'm still thinking about you when i'm there  Your hands Always guide me to some better place Your hair Draw the lines of your tenderness  You're my seat belt You'll hold me tight if ever i crash   	I'm eleven hundred feet above your head 	But i'm still thinking about you when i'm there