Music: Petey Martin/Roan Van As/Christoph Kotze
You’re the kind of trouble, I can get into
You’re the kind of battle, that I’d be willing to lose
You’re the winter fires, burning right through
I’ve been losing my mind
You’re the kind of weakness, hiding under my skin
Like holy water, that I can get baptised in
Like a church choir singing, how amazing the grace
Honey you bend the storm in my faith，storm in my faith
If I ever saw heaven it’ll look like you
Woah, never stop trying only give you the truth
Cos’ I’m one step closer to making my move
If I ever saw heaven, it’ll look like you
If I ever saw heaven, it’ll look like you
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven woah
It’ll look like you
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven woah
It’ll look like you
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven woah
It’ll look like you
You’re the kind of story, I am burning to tell
The kind of treasure you pray for at a wishing well
Singing hallelujah, to the river I’ll go
Honey you’ll be my light at the end of the road
If I ever saw heaven it’ll look like you
Woah, never stop trying only give you the truth
Cos’ I’m one step closer to making my move
If I ever saw heaven, it’ll look like you
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven woah
It’ll look like you
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven oh
Heaven, heaven woah
It’ll look like you
If I ever saw heaven it’ll look like you
Woah, never stop trying only give you the truth
Cos’ I’m one step closer to making my move
If I ever saw heaven, it’ll look like you