I close my eyes, the lantern dies
The scent of awakening, wild honey 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
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 first star of fall
I fall asleep
And see it all
Mother's care
And color of the kites
Heaven, oh oh oh
Heaven
Meadows of Heaven, oh oh oh
Meadows of Heaven
Heaven (Heaven)
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven, oh oh oh
Meadows of Heaven
Meadows of Heaven
Heaven, Heaven, Heaven
Heaven, Heaven, Heaven
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