Some days I wish
God had an email address
And that way I could say what I need to say
And I wouldn't have to wear my Sunday best
And every night I could drop Him and impersonal line
And I'd feel just fine
Yeah I'd feel just fine
I hear say when I fell for you
It was like I was dead to Him
Cos I ate the forbidden fruit
And I had intended to give in
But every night when your arms are wrapped up in mine
I feel just fine
Yeah I feel just fine
Yeah every night when your arms are wrapped up in mine
I feel just fine
Yeah I feel just fine