 | Heaven.
Is waiting for you.
Heaven.
Is calling you name.
You are so young, and so innocent.
Heaven knows, you’re not to blame.
The Good lord says, he needs you.
To help him, with his plans.
He needs you, to guild the others.
So they can reach, the promise land.
It’s unfair, to be taken so young.
Away, from your family.
But you must go, when heaven calls you.
You must let, your soul go free.
So sleep now, my weary angel.
Lay down your head, and hold my hand.
I will pray, with your hearts last beating.
You’ll be soon, in the promise land.
We will weep, at your passing.
We will try, to be strong.
We will try, to move forward.
Knowing you’re in heaven.
Where you belong… |  |