When I was young and scared of the world My mother would sing me a song It you that I keep in a sacred place Cause I know that my life won't be long
It tells of the place where you go When your time here on earth is through A beautiful place we call heaven Is it true? Please God I pray that it's true
At once this land was heaven on earth Green hills were all you could see But now it soot and steel and brick So it looks more like hell to me
And each day brings more and more suffering And each night is silence and fear And I wait for the sound of your voice But you're not here Why aren't you here?
And now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Please let me die before I wake So the Lord my soul can take
Then maybe I finally find you It's the beauty of paradise And you sing not of dying but living Wouldn't that be nice?