Meadows of Heaven
Sailing the waves of past
Meadows of Heaven
Rocking chair without a dreamer
Sandbox without toy soldiers
Yuletide without the flight, dreambound for life
Childhood games, woods and lakes
Streams of silver, toys of olden days
Meadows of Heaven
A wood and a spring without laughter?
Until I see the first star fall
A five year old winter heart in a place called home
Lands of wonder and of hidden treasures
Meadows of Heaven
Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Mother’s care and color of the kites
In the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven
I fall asleep and see it all
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
