Such Great Heights Songtext
von Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox feat. Kiah Victoria

I am thinking it′s a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're
Perfectly aligned

I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes
Like puzzle pieces from the clay

True, it may seem like a stretch,
But its thoughts like this that catch
My troubled head when you′re away
When I am missing you to death

When you are out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio,
I hope this song will guide you home


They will see us waving
From such great heights,
"Come down now," they'll say
Everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we'll stay...
...
I tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat it
Sounded thin upon listening

That frankly will not fly.
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
And this is guiding you home

They will see us waving
From such great heights,
"Come down now," they′ll say
Everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we′ll stay...
...
I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in my eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they′re
Perfectly aligned


They will see us waving
From such great heights,
"Come down now," they'll say
Everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we′ll stay...

Everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we'll stay...

Everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now," but we′ll stay...

They will see us waving from such great heights,
"Come down now."
They will see us waving from such great heights,
"Come down now."
They will see us waving from such great heights,
"Come down now."
They will see us waving from such great heights,
"Come down now."