Lyrics

Got a picture of your house And you're standing by the door It's black and white and faded And it's looking pretty worn (See the factory that I worked) (Silhouetted in the back) (The memories are gray, but man) (They're really coming back) (I don't need to be the king of the world) (As long as I'm the hero of this little girl) Heaven isn't too far away Closer to it everyday No matter what your friends might say How I love the way you move And the sparkle in your eyes There's a color deep inside them Like blue suburban sky When I come home late at night And you're in bed asleep I wrap my arms around you So I can feel you breathe I don't need to be a superman As long as you will always be my biggest fan Heaven isn't too far away Closer to it everyday No matter what your friends might say We'll find our way, oh, yeah Now the lights are going out Along the boulevard Memories come rushing back And makes it pretty hard I've got nowhere left to go And no one really cares I don't know what to do But I'm never giving up on you Heaven isn't too far away Closer to it every day (Ahh, ahh) No matter what your friends say I know it's gonna find a way (Heaven) Whoa-whoa-oh (Heaven) Whoa-whoa-oh (Heaven) It's not too far away Have hope Whoa-whoa-oh Yeah
Writer(s): Brian Keith Thomas, Bebe Winans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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