I've got a friend who I've known since I was seven
We use to talk on the phone, if we have time, if it's the right
Accompany me by the kitchen sink
We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness
and we dream about heaven
I know it, I think I know it from a heaven
They've said so, it doesn't need more explanation
A box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold
Very cold
(same chords for rest of song)