The Rolling Stones - Heaven lyrics

The smell of you baby, my senses
My senses be praised
The smell of you baby, my senses
My senses be praised

Kissing and running, kissing and running away
Kissing and running, kissing and running away
Senses be praised senses be praised

You're my saving grace, saving grace
Nothing will harm you and nothing
Will stand in your way
Nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing will stop you and nothing
Will stand in your way

No one will harm you
No one will stand in your way
No one will bar you
Nothing will stand in your way
Nothing, there's nothing