How Can This Be Heaven If My Angel Isn'T Here
As I passed through heavens gate on my way
Back to missing you
I asked my maker for an answer to one question
Hoping He'd approve
I said here we are in Your glory
Where Angel's trod on streets of gold
But how's a man supposed to free his soul
When half of it ain't here to hold
I asked:
How can this be Heaven, if my angel isn't here
My pain is gone and I saw my mom
After way too many years
I thank you for the mansion
You built me high up on the hill
But how can this be Heaven
If my angel isn't here
I mean You no disrespect at all
And I hope I made that clear
The splendor and the glory of it all
Is way beyond compare
I know You have Your own plan
But I hope eternity will find
The other half of my soul
Standing right here next to mine
How can this be Heaven, if my angel isnt here
My pain is gone and I saw my mom
After way too many years
I thank you for the mansion
You built me high up on the hill
But how can this be Heaven
If my angel isn't here
Before He even said a word to me
He lifted up his hand
As I turned to look towards the gate again
My angel walked in
Standing there before me
Was my angel in her grace
He said son here in heaven
The years go by like days
Son here in Heaven
The years go by like days
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