I know Heaven is up above

with loved ones and angels too,

sometimes I felt it could  be

held close under the covers with you

Some think heaven is really

a " New York State of Mind"

I always thought it was your touch

and your nice, tight behind

A man said heaven was under his feet

in the Blue Ridge Mountains he said

I always thought it was being

held down by you, in your bed

But Heaven seems so far away

you and I, passing like ships in the night,

I remember the girl  that I loved

the woman gone by daylight

So I'll hold a bit of heaven

deep in my poetic soul

I'll remember the past like a dream

and the flower that I know

Wherever I will hang my hat

I'll think of heaven above,

take a right turn to my destiny

and a girl I once did Love