F Am Dm
                    F      Am
It’s too much like heaven
         Dm
To tell apart.
    F                    Am
The light falls on your face
            Dm
Across the dark.
               F
Too much like heaven
   Am      Dm
To let it go,
      F                Am 
The shapes our bodies make
           Dm
Upon the snow.

F Am Dm
Heaven.

F Am Dm
F Am Dm