Meadows of Heaven
I close my eyes, the lantern dies
The scent of awakening, wildhoney and dew
Childhood games, woods and lakes
Streams of silver, toys of olden days
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
The flowers of wonder and the hidden treasures
In the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven
A five-year-old winterheart in a place called home
Sailing the waves of past
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Rocking chair without a dreamer
A wooden swing without laughter
Sandbox without toy soldiers
Yuletide without the Flight
Dreambound for life
Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the 1st star of fall
I fall asleep and see it all:
Mother's care and colour of the kites
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
Meadows of heaven
