When he raised the gates of Heaven
He didn't understand
And near the friends were coming over
Was it all a dream?
Was it all a crazy dream?
Saw them playin' there before him
What were they doin' there?
It felt like home
It must be alright
Or was it all a dream?
Was it all a crazy dream?
Memories replayed before him
All the tiny moments of his life
Lyin' 'round in bed on a Saturday mornin'
Two daughters and a wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife
Meanwhile on earth his friends come over
Shocked and horrified
Dozen flowers by the store front
And everybody cried
Everybody cried and cried
Is there a vengeance up in heaven?
Or are those things left behind?
Maybe everyday is Saturday mornin'
Two daughters and a wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife
