| I saw you in the reeds by the river
|
| Looked to me like you were having fun
|
| Can’t decide if I was only dreaming
|
| I know you’ll tell me all when I come
|
| I’m passing through the pearly gates
|
| I don’t know why I feel so good
|
| I’m entering a far better place
|
| They tell me it’s the land of love
|
| I wish that you’d been there
|
| To see the horses
|
| You would not believe how they danced
|
| The meadow seemed on fire
|
| With their playing
|
| And me I just stood there entranced
|
| I’m passing through the pearly gates
|
| I don’t know why I feel so good
|
| I’m entering a far better place
|
| 'Cos I’m living in the land of love
|
| And if I do ever find
|
| What it is that you seek
|
| You can bet that I’ll keep you informed
|
| It’s only just after all
|
| 'Cause in times of unease
|
| You were always on hand to keep me warm
|
| A woman sits and stares into the distance
|
| Her hands sitting pretty on her knees
|
| She gazes on the view before her
|
| She wonders what goes on behind the trees
|
| There’s so much going on behind the trees
|
| She’s passing through the pearly gates
|
| She can’t say why she feels this good
|
| She’s entering a far better place
|
| She’s living in the land of love
|
| An angel in the land of love
|
| She’s so happy in the land of love
|
| Let’s go to the land of love |