Letra de Seven

I´ve got a friend
Who I´ve known since I was seven
We used to talk on that phone
If we have time, if it´s the right time

Accompany me
By the kitchen sink
We talk about love
We talk about dishwater tablets
And we dream about heaven

I know it
I think I know it from a heaven
They said so it doesn´t need no explanation
Or a box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold, very cold

I leave home at seven
Under a heavy sky
I ride my bike up
I ride my bike down

November smoke
And your toes cold now

It goes from white to red
A little voice in my head said so

I know it
I think I know it from a heaven
They said so
It doesn´t need no explanation
Or a box to open up with light and sound
And if you don´t you´ll run your own

I know it
I think I know it from a heaven
They said so
It doesn´t need no explanation
Or a box to open up with light and sound
Making you cold very cold