Go To Heaven

Went to hell in my Sunday clothes

Fell asleep with a bloody nose

As for where I was going

No one knows

Then you walked up and I could tell

There's no blood and there's no hell

And I felt like singing, "If I fell"

Go to heaven

Where you are

Keep your wishes

In a jar

When you're willing

Hang them on a star

I can't tell if I need you

Well I could tell you that I love you

Yes, I could tell you that I love you

I thank God that I know you

I want to tell you that I love you

I want to tell you that I love you

And I always will

I was sleepin' and I was slow

But you told me

So now I know

Turn me on just like a radio

Go to heaven

Leave your skin

Pick a number

Pick and grin

Take a picture

So they know where you've been

Was it a poem or song that said

Isn't it hard to forget

Let's forget