And the song said,
“Where have you been all of my life”,
and my heart said,
“and where are you now”?
In my mind, in my heart, in my soul,
I dream I believe I know.
I be out here, dreaming of finding
final resting arms in place,
place where I belong.
Place I thought I had found,
mistaken as I was.
And the song said,
“Nobody gets too much heaven no more”,
and I then thought it was a lie,
but now I see, in this desolate place,
the song, it was oh so true.
Fire rains down from heaven,
but no flames be sparked in heart,
so stone cold dead and back to dust.
