Connie Constance - Heaven Takes You Home

When heaven takes you home
And you're at the gates alone
If the grass isn't greener
Come back and check I'm still breathing

When heaven takes you home
And you're untouchable
Tell them how you backflip from tragic
Show them how the struggle made magic

Make magic
Make magic
Make magic

There's nothing wrong with you
But it hurts, hurts
To watch you fade away
I don't want to see the end of the world without you There's nothing wrong with you
You're perfect, you're good
You took the best parts of you
Show me what love can do

When heaven takes you home
And you're at the gates alone
If the grass isn't greener
Come back and check I'm still breathing

When heaven takes you home
And you're untouchable
Tell them how you backflip from tragic
Show them how the struggle made magic

Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Show them how to struggle, make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic

Make me small
So I can fit in your pockets
When you go
Cause when you're gone
All of the colours
Turn to grey