walking with my head turned to the sky
a little piece of heaven in my eyes
with heaven comes an understanding
with heaven comes a hope of things to come
but sometimes heaven seems so far
so when it feels like there’s no tomorrow
and yesterday’s taking over
don’t stop to smell the sorrow
or you’ll go tumbling head over heart
standing at the edge of another day
i’m praying till my tears are washed away
with heaven comes a dream of someday
standing with the angels all around
but sometimes dreams come tumbling down
(down… down… down…)
so when it feels like there’s no tomorrow
and yesterday’s taking over
don’t stop to smell the sorrow
or you’ll go tumbling head over heart
don’t let your dreams come tumbling down…