Big Country - Made In Heaven Lyrics
Listen now, there’s no time to explainI’ve been here such a short time, I will be here againIf you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my words in the rainDon’t be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vainEven the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be coming)I looked out all around my life and I missed what never wasLooked at sinners and I looked at saints and never knew the causeSometimes you can tell just how this world is going to beBut it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you look at meEven the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be coming)You may find a traveling man whose eyes are wild and freeBut lay away those fancy things and keep them safe for meEven the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heavenListen now, there’s no time to explainI’ve been here such a short time, I will be here againIf you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my words in the rainDon’t be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vainEven the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heavenI looked out all around my life and I missed what never wasI looked at sinners and I looked at saints and never knew the causeWell sometimes you can tell just how this world is going to beBut it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you look at meEven the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be coming)Even the bad things are made in heavenEven the cold heart, even the cruelest loveAll the run down days, all the run down livingEven the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be coming)
