It's autumn again
But it doesn't really feel like it
Looking out on the end
On my LA suburban gold pit
I keep meaning to tell you
How your beauty has always shone through
I couldn't say it to your face
This is the best I can do
God, give me touch again
Touch, and then
Touching my inner heart again
From so far away
I don't know anything
But I know that you were
Made in heaven, in heaven
Made in heaven, in heaven
I was made in heaven, in heaven
Made in heaven, in heaven
Hope I didn't offend
Well, maybe just a little bit
Enough to get yourself to see yourself with clearness
I'm hoping to get you on a soft day
When you're pliable like glue
Made
Touch, again
Feel human
Touching my inner heart again
Stop suffering
I can't explain much, all I know is you are
Made in heaven, in heaven
Made in heaven, in heaven (made)
I was made in heaven, in heaven
Made in heaven, in heaven
Made
Ooh-oh
Made
Made
Made
Made
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