Visiting Hours

Some people they write letters

Tell you all the things they should've said

And I'd like to, but nobody knows God's address

Others they just call you up

Tell you what you missed since you've been gone

So I talk to the sky

Maybe connection there is bad

'Cause I never hear you back

I wish Heaven had visiting hours 'cause I'd be first in line

I'd climb a billion stairs, knock on those gates until they open wide

I'd run across the golden streets, I know just where you'd be

Makin' Jesus smile like you used to make me

Oh I know I'd never wanna leave

If Heaven had visiting hours

Some people give you their spare key

You know that they're just down the street if you need em

Like I need you

I'm sure you're happy where you're at

But way down here it's hard to not want you back (want you back)

I wish Heaven had visiting hours

'Cause I'd be first in line

I'd climb a billion stairs, knock on those gates

Until they open wide

I'd run across the golden streets, I know just where you'd be

Makin' Jesus smile like you used to make me

Oh I know I'd never wanna leave

Ohhhhhh

I wish Heaven had visiting hours

And I could just stop by

The answers I've been looking for

Wouldn't matter anymore

See the face of my Maker, I know that's where you'd be

Makin' Jesus smile like you used to make me

Oh I know I'd never want to leave

Oh I know I'd never want to leave

If Heaven had visiting hours

Ohhhh