You make a wish, you cast a spell You hope an angel rings a bell You find yourself still in love with love You pulled the petals from the stem You pray that you'll be her and him You hope for some sweet message from above
How do you come down from Heaven? I'm glad that you came down from Heaven Did you tumble down? Did you hit the ground? How did you get here, my dear? It isn't very clear, my dear When your hand meets mine It is so divine, my dear