Heaven That I'm Making - Crowded House

Plead with my saint

Wash his hands and feet

Find his complaints

Make this world complete

And this heaven that I’m making

Can’t come quickly enough

And the big wave that I’m taking

It feels like I’m just waking up

Mind out, don’t think

I can’t get used to it

Right on the brink

I end up losing it

And this heaven that I’m making

It can’t come quickly enough

And the big wave that I’m taking

It feels like I’m just waking up

And I’ll be there

If all of creation is kind

And each conversation I hear

As I’m walking in through the crowd

As if I can float through the air

And this heaven

Well, this heaven that I’m making

It can’t come quickly enough

And this big boat that I’m taking

Can’t come by quickly enough

If there is hell on Earth

There must be heaven, too

Both in one place

And not a second to lose