Far away from heaven

I'm still searching

Can 't define my religion

On a Sunday , April the 21**

I will understand that I've waited too long

All these little things

I try to tell you in a song

In Paris we can't meet for the show

And my birthday present you will never know

Sometimes it's hard to explain

These words for the end of the lane

So far away from heaven

I'm standing here so far away

you found the island to escape beside a tree

dry my tears while you sleep

When your brother died 37 days ago

I felt he took a part of you

You where so afraid then to leave him alone

In dreams he can reach for your hand

You followed the way to the end

So far away from heaven

I'm standing here so far away

you found the island to escape beside a tree

dry my tears

I'm so alone

In this beautiful mind

So anodyne

These tears in my eyes

Initial greatness

And the spirit is gone

Replaced by the burden

Of a quite contrived version of what we call life

…but we have to carry on

So far away from heaven

I'm standing here so far away

you found the island to escape beside a tree

dry my tears, dry my tears dry my tears

So far away from heaven

I'm standing here so far away

you found the island to escape beside a tree

dry my tears, while you sleep