Here we are. My finger is on the button. Heritage, could it be the most beautiful perfume in the world.
I can smell in the air that I breathe and I love you. The perfume signs his name across my heart, I want him to be my baby. STOP, in the name of love, before you break my heart. Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me!
Cause' something‘s gotten hold of my heart, keeping my soul and my senses apart. It ain't nothing but a heartache. He's like the wind, to my dreams. He's like a knife, next to me. He takes me to the moonlight, only to burn me with the sun, he's breakin' my heart, he doesn't know what he's done.
Don't go breakin' my heart, I couldn't if I try! And it seems to me, Heritage lived it's life like a candle in the wind, never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in, and I would have liked to have known him, but I was just a kid, his candle burned out long before, his legend ever did.