I’m floating through the heaven’s
with a halo on my head,
everybody’s dressed in white
and sleeping on clouds,
I could be dreaming
there could be a mistake.
C
Jesus, why’d you let me in
I’ve lived a life of sin
I went searching for an answer
a reason for this dream,
there’s too many questions,
I don’t understand this mockery,
this feeling of emptiness.
C
I rested on a cloud
and sang a lullaby,
I’m feeling empty and clean
like I lost my soul,
there’s tons of celestial light
screaming through the clouds.
C
I went back to the pearly gates
and I saw Jesus Christ,
I asked him: “Why’d you let me in?”
He said: “You’re not so bad son,
and everybody sins.”
C
Video – Live 1992
Notes
- I wrote this in the late 1980’s. At first it was a poem – but, it worked as a lyric – our sensitive song…haha
- I absolutely loved Monica’s vocals on this!
- Irony
Written: 1988