Lyrics:

The whites of her eyes would be strange and delightful
Reflective like mother of pearl
She's got a smile that can make people die
An angel down in our world
Swan feathers in shoulder blades
How I long to say I could know your face
But oh, heaven feels miles away
Over the clouds and planes, over the sea and waves
'Cause oh, God, I never got to know the kind of woman you'd be
Blonde hair, standing next to me
And oh, tiny warrior queen, wrapped in white cotton sheets
A sister in arms to me
She'd love funny movies and blueberry smoothie bowls
Stealing clothes out of my drawers
We'd fight and we'd scream 'til we're red in the cheeks
Then run back like watercolours
Swan feathers in shoulder blades
How I long to say I could know your face
But oh, heaven feels miles away
Over the clouds and planes, over the sea and waves
Oh, God, I never got to know the kind of woman you'd be
Blonde hair, standing next to me
And oh, tiny warrior queen, wrapped in white cotton sheets
A sister in arms to me
You had the fieriest, kindest of mothers
And the best of men, your father and brother
Would have spent a life lovin' each other
And as I sit here now, I'm not left to wonder
'Cause oh, God, I think I kind of know the kind of woman you'd be
Blonde hair, standing next to me
And oh, she's a vision in green on the silver screen
A sister in arms to me
The whites of her eyes would be strange and delightful
Reflective like mother of pearl
She's got a smile that can make people die
An angel down in our world