Close window Heaven (Jason Wilber) I see a long fencerow and a house I know Down a worn, dusty path off a country road And I?m movin? real slow, I don?t hear a sound I guess it?s finally time to lay my body down. But I can smell the cookin? from a mile away- I can see the yard where the children play I hear a quiet voice behind me say, ? Forget the sadness you felt on judgment day.? -chorus- But I don?t see any harp-strumming angels, And no golden trumpet horns begin to play It?s just an old farmhouse down a country way And I feel all my burdens slip away. I walk up through the yard, under big shade trees There?s two old men on a front porch swing And there?s a woman waving behind a front screen door I realize I?ve known them all before. -chorus- Now the cornbread?s hot and the iced tea?s cold I haven?t felt this free since I was ten years old And they?ve got fried chicken and apple pie I never knew that heaven could have looked so fine And I don?t need any harp-strumming angels And no golden trumpet horns have to play Just an old farmhouse down a country way Is all I need to take my pain away .I never knew that heaven could have looked this way Close window