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,
I see the factory that I worked silhouetted in the back,
Memories are great 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 you like a 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.
Now the lights are going out and on the Boulevard,
Memories come rushing back and it makes it pretty hard,
I 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 everyday,
No matter what your friends say,
I know we're gonna find away.
Heaven!
Heaven!
Heaven is not too far away.
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