They say that the only man made thing in heaven are your scars.
And the streets of gold reflect his love and understanding heart.
And the only thing that's missing is for me so sad to say.
Are the lonely souls that would not believe and that pride get in their way.
So here I am at heaven's gates, looking back on all of my mistakes,
Wishing somehow I might erase,
because now he's staring at my unfamiliar face.
I'm falling to my knees again there's no way that I can dance I make it right this time for sure lord all i'm asking fors a second chance.

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