The far side of heaven
is where I hope she will be,
standing by the Pearly Gates,
waiting there for me.
I hope she will wait there,
in case I'm running late,
for I may not be inside,
but outside the Pearly Gates.
The far side of heaven
is where I hope she will be,
standing by the Pearly Gates,
waiting there for me.
I hope she will wait there,
in case I'm running late,
for I may not be inside,
but outside the Pearly Gates.