Green sweeps in the apple trees
I can feel it in between my toes
And I love you, baby, yeah, it don't sound much

Close to leaving me alone

I call you on the phone but I hang the phone

I could barely even admit I'm on the phone
Besides, I make my way down to Mexico
So I'll see you on the other side


HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO
HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO


You're the only one close to the condition to leave
The conditions, the conditions of a longer leave

Oh, I love to play the money but the deal was free
And I got nothing left to hide


I'm sure we'll miss the Christmas in the summertime
Settling in the picture with the lady of mine
I'll be drinking Coca Cola, probably wasting time

Make it on the great divine

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO

HEAVEN'S MADE FOR TWO