I want to show you
Where trains go 'cross the river
I want to see you chase the pigeons in the park
All your hopes
On which I don't deliver
Will come and scare you leaving your heart in the scars
And I will ask you to forgive me
For being just a lesser version
Of someone else
On a rainy day
I'll take your soaking shoes off
And as you fall asleep, I'm going to sing to you
How good it is up there in heaven
And I will know that you forgive me
For being just a lesser version
Of someone else
When the things no longer matter
I might discover that I didn't lie
How good it is up there in heaven