Wide As Heaven

Wide as heaven and as thick as love
White as a feather in the roses
Wild as the heather to the newborn dove
Slight as eleven to the dozen

Time is a raven with a beak of blood
Crying at seven every morning
Bright as forever in the bleaching sun
Wider than heaven when it's yawning

Why does heaven make me feel so sad?
Why does heaven never notice?
Why would heaven make me feel so sad?
Why would heaven never notice?

Time is raven with a beak of blood
Crying at seven every morning
I would rather it didn't be so tough
Than bright as heaven in the dawning

Why does heaven make me feel so sad?
Why does heaven never notice?
Why would heaven make me feel so sad?
Why would heaven never notice?