Cheryl Cole

But you can't hold on to water,
It fills you up but never stays,
It's only good to wash away
Today, and your loving me like water,
You're slipping through my fingers, such
Natural disaster love, bringing on the flood,
The flood,
Love me like a flood, the flood,
Bring it on

I ain't gotta die for me to get to heaven,
I get up into heaven everytime I feel your lovin'.

Too much of anything can make you sink,
Even the good can be a curse.