Heaven

I'm sure that somewhere the sun is shining
Somewhere in the peaceful meadows of my dreams

Where time is but a memory
and memories are resurrected from time

Where the joys of yesterday
and the hopes for tomorrow
have all proven lovely

Where sacred cares which
we'd never share always run free

Where fear cannot eclipse the day
and rainclouds of doubt are quickly run away

Where the twinkling of the eyes and
the teardrop melds into a place called
God is good.