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I bet the trumpets play and the angels sing |
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Every sweet refrain of amazing grace |
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And the Heaven's hands opened up the gate |
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And the children dance when they saw Your face |
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As happy as they were to see You coming |
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I was just as sad to have to watch You go, go but |
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Knowing what I know about Heaven |
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Believing that you're all the way home |
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Knowing that you're somewhere better |
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Is all I need to let you go |
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I could hope that I could pray you're back |
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But why on earth would I do that |
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When you're somewhere, life and love never ends |
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Oh, knowing what I know about heaven |
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Where every single voice makes a joyful noise |
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How sweet the sound when the saints rejoice |
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To every broken heart and every wounded soul |
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New life begins on streets of gold |
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But every tear that's raining here from my eyes |
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I know the sun is shining where you are |
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Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven |
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Believing that you're all the way home |
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Knowing that you're somewhere better |
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Is all I need to let you go |
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I could hope that I could pray you're back |
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But why on earth would I do that |
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When you're somewhere, life and love never ends |
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Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven |
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I could hope that I could pray you're back |
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But why on earth would I do that |
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When you're somewhere, life and love never ends |
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Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven |
