Heaven Sent is a Coffee Cup
Woo!
Heaven sent is a coffee cup, or the way you weigh your head on mine
We are sunflowers begging for light, we turn our face to these great blue skies
Heaven sent is a beach by sunset, stand on the edge, just a little too high
For the tide's too shy to greet us, we are lost in every direction
Well, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with a lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right
Cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a protest
Heaven sent is the way you say you're proud of me, I'm unconditionally loved
So, now I'll be your dashboard, your car keys, your aux cord
That feeling of transport in transit with you (yeah)
So, now I'll be your dashboard, your car keys, your aux cord
That feeling of transport in transit with you
Well, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right, cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a protest
Maybe I could be your first kiss, over again, it might take some time
Rewrite every valentine where I misspelled your name
Back in your uni flat (we could be)
Keep your bed warm while you're stuck in class
It's not grand or romantic, but it's the little things that counted
But, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a, it's a
I couldn't call it then when I saw your face (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
And my tongue is never caught up with the process (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
Skipping syllables like it's a protest (if I'm drinking it with you)
Heaven sent is a coffee cup, or the way you weigh your head on mine
We are sunflowers begging for light, we turn our face to these great blue skies
Heaven sent is a beach by sunset, stand on the edge, just a little too high
For the tide's too shy to greet us, we are lost in every direction
Well, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with a lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right
Cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a protest
Heaven sent is the way you say you're proud of me, I'm unconditionally loved
So, now I'll be your dashboard, your car keys, your aux cord
That feeling of transport in transit with you (yeah)
So, now I'll be your dashboard, your car keys, your aux cord
That feeling of transport in transit with you
Well, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right, cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a protest
Maybe I could be your first kiss, over again, it might take some time
Rewrite every valentine where I misspelled your name
Back in your uni flat (we could be)
Keep your bed warm while you're stuck in class
It's not grand or romantic, but it's the little things that counted
But, I couldn't call it then when I saw your face
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's
And my tongue never caught up with the process
Skipping syllables like it's a, it's a
I couldn't call it then when I saw your face (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
In a crowded room, a true love displaced
While a man with lockjaw tripped over parked cars (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
Sold me the world with a bassline foxtrot
But I never get the words right cause I dot my t's and I cross my i's (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
And my tongue is never caught up with the process (heaven sent is a coffee cup)
Skipping syllables like it's a protest (if I'm drinking it with you)
Credits
Writer(s): George David Berry, Callum Litchfield, Iain Joseph Gillespie, Nicholas James Peters
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