I caught a glimpse of heaven last night
to the left of your body
to the right of your mind
lost in a riddle
I was helpless to understand
I went to a healer
the healer held my hand
she said, "All of these things
are written in the sand
behind me"

I dream about you every night
I call your name
the whole world thinks that I am insane
here I come again

I caught a glimpse of heaven last night
through a crack in the mirror
that fractilized the light
a saint is a sinner
a sinner is a saint
it's just the cloaks that we hide behind
a cartoon in the brain
and I say, "All of these things
are written in the sand
behind me"

I dream about you every night
I call your name
the whole world thinks that I am insane
here I come again

oh, playing the hero of love
takin you higher
I want to be your hero of love
is it getting better
is it getting brighter
I want to be your hero
your hero of love

of love
of love
I dream about you every night, baby
I call your name
the whole world thinks that I am a saint
here I come again

I caught a glimpse of heaven last night
was that a number 96 or was it a 69?
lost in a riddle
I was helpless to understand
I went to a lover
this lover held my hand
she said, "All of these things
are written in the sand
behind me"

I dream about you every night
I call your name
the whole world thinks that I am insane
here I come again

oh, playing the hero of love
takin you higher
I want to be your hero of love
is it getting better
is it getting brighter
I want to be your hero
your hero of love

of love
of love
of love
I want to be your hero of love
I want to be your hero of love
I got to be your hero of love
I want to be your hero of love
I want to move mountains
I want to move the devil
I want to move the president