Ric Alba
Heaven (Prelude)
Oh
To look up through the holes
In the floor of heaven
In the evening sky
Light
Slipping through the holes
In the floor of heaven
So that I
Could see the light of heaven
Oh, but I know
I know they're only stars
Dots of burning matter
So far away
Still, someone had to make the stars
And it doesn't matter
Anyway
He lives even after
They fade away
From Letras Mania