If life is a river

and your heart is a boat

And just like a water baby,

born to float,

And if life is a wild wind

that blows way on high,

And your heart is Amelia dying to fly,

Heaven knows no frontiers

and I've seen heaven in your eyes

And if life is a bar room

in which we must wait,

'round the man with his fingers

on the ivory gates,

Where we sing until dawn

of our fears and our fates,

And we stack all the dead men

in self addressed crates,

In your eyes faint

as the singing of a lark,

That somehow this black night,

Feels warmer for the spark,

Warmer for the spark,

To hold us 'til the day,

When fear will lose its grip,

And heaven has its way,

Heaven knows

no frontiers,

And I've seen heaven in your eyes

If your life is a rough bed

of brambles and nails,

And your spirit's a slave

to man's whips and man's jails,

Where you thirst and you hunger

for justice and right,

And your heart is a pure flame

of man's constant night,

In your eyes faint

as the singing of a lark,

That somehow this black night,

Feels warmer for the spark,

Warmer for the spark,

To hold us 'til the day when

fear will lose its grip,

And heaven has its way,

And heaven has its way,

When all will harmonise,

And know what's in our hearts,

The dream will realise

Heaven knows

no frontiers,

And I've seen heaven in your eyes,

Heaven knows

no frontiers,

And I've seen heaven in your eyes

Piano by TastenBen

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