She's got curves so appealing
And liquid hair of flowers
And hours go by and I
Sit in the middle of my little room
And contemplate the sky
And sing this song for Heather
She's opaque like a clear lake
Running through my daydream
Her tangerine hair, so fair
And nobody knows all the things I'd give
If one day we could live
Happily ever after
Here in the middle of my little room
I contemplate the sky
And sing this song for Heather