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There's a time I can recallFour years old and three feet tallTrying to touch the stars and the cookie jarAnd both were out of reachAnd later on in my high schoolIt seemed to me a little cruelHow the right words to say always seemed to stayJust out of reachWell, I should not have thought it strangeThat growing causes growing pains'Cause the more we learn the more we knowWe don't know anythingBut still it seems a tragic fateLiving with this quiet acheThe constant strain for what remainsJust out of reachWe are reaching for the futureWe are reaching for the pastAnd no matter what we have we reach for moreWe are desperate to discoverWhat is just beyond our graspBut maybe that's what Heaven is forLetras de cancionesThere are times I can't forgetDressed up in my Sunday bestTrying not to squirm and to maybe learnA bit of what the preacher preachedAnd later lying in the darkI felt a stirring in my heartAnd though I longed to see what could not be seenI still believedI guess, I shouldn't think it oddUntil we see the face of GodThe yearning deep within us tells usThere's more to comeSo when we taste of the divineIt leaves us hungry every timeFor one more taste of what awaitsWhen Heaven's Gates are reachedWe are reaching for the futureWe are reaching for the pastAnd no matter what we have, we reach for moreWe are desperate to discoverWhat is just beyond our graspBut maybe that's what Heaven is forI believe that's what Heaven is forThere's a time I can recallFour years old and three feet tallTrying to touch the stars and the cookie jarAnd both were out of reach From Letras Mania