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