| I bet the trumpets play and the angels sing
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| Every sweet refrain of amazing grace
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| And the Heaven’s hands opened up the gate
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| And the children dance when they saw Your face
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| As happy as they were to see You coming
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| I was just as sad to have to watch You go, go but
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| Knowing what I know about Heaven
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| Believing that you’re all the way home
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| Knowing that you’re somewhere better
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| Is all I need to let you go
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| I could hope that I could pray you’re back
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| But why on earth would I do that
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| When you’re somewhere, life and love never ends
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| Oh, knowing what I know about heaven
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| Where every single voice makes a joyful noise
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| How sweet the sound when the saints rejoice
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| To every broken heart and every wounded soul
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| New life begins on streets of gold
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| But every tear that’s raining here from my eyes
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| I know the sun is shining where you are
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| Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven
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| Believing that you’re all the way home
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| Knowing that you’re somewhere better
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| Is all I need to let you go
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| I could hope that I could pray you’re back
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| But why on earth would I do that
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| When you’re somewhere, life and love never ends
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| Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven
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| I could hope that I could pray you’re back
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| But why on earth would I do that
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| When you’re somewhere, life and love never ends
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| Oh, knowing what I know about Heaven |