Nothing shatters nothing breaks
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Nothing hurts and nothing aches
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We got ourselves one hellva place in my heaven
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Looking down at thbe world below
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A bunch of whining, fighting schmo's
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Up here we got none of those, in my heaven
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There's pools and lakes and hills and mountains
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Music, art, and lighted fountains
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Who needs bucks here, no one's counting, in my heaven
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No one works, we all just play
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We pick the weather everyday
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If you change your mind, that's ok, in my heaven
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Grandma's up here, grandpa too
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In a condo with to-die-for views
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There's presidents and movie stars
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You just come as you are
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No one's lost and no one's missing
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No more partings just hugs and kissing
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And all these stars are just for wishing, in my heaven
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There's little white lights everywhere
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Your childhood do in Dad's old chair
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And more memories than my heart can hold
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When Eva's singing "Fields of Gold"
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There's neighbors, thieves and long lost lovers
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villains, poets, kings and mothers
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Up here we forgive each other, in my heaven
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For every soul that's down there waiting,
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holding on, still hesitating
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We say a prayer of levitating, in my heaven
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You can look back on your life and lot
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But it can't matter what you're not
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By the time you're here, we're all we've got
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In my heaven
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In my heaven
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In my heaven
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My Heaven
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Mary Chapin Carpenter |