My heaven

Trace Adkins · Songs About Me [2005]

Everybody has their own idea of heaven

What kind of paradise they'll see

Pearly gates, streets of gold

No gettin' sick or growin' old

Sounds like a beautiful place to be

But as for me



My heaven

Is a wood-frame house

With a great big porch goin' all the way around

Sittin' on a swing listenin' to the sound of the birds singin'

My heaven

Is a warm summer day

In the back yard

While the kids all play

Flys and mosquitoes stay away

While we're eatin' watermelon

Thats my heaven



You're always gonna find a few non-believers

Those who stay lost in the dark

But I believe there is a place

Full of light and love and grace

And i dont believe its all that far

In my heart



My heaven

Is a cell phone ring

While i'm at work

And the only thing that you have to say

Is you miss me and get home in a hurry

My heaven

Is the very worst day

That i spent with you

When you were so mad

But I still knew

That nobody would leave

Cause that don't happen

In my heaven



My heaven

Is where I am now

On the front porch

Of a wood-frame house

Swingin' with you

Just lookin' around

At all i've been given

And this life i'm livin

Is my heaven

My heaven

My heaven