Above Your Head

your voice is taking me to some higher level

your arms go perfectly against the nasty world

your sweet eyes is an ocean i'd like to swim

you're my seatbelt

you'll hold me tight if ever i crash

i'm even hundred feet above your head

and 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 seatbelt

you'll hold me tight if ever i crash