I close my eyes the lantern dies

The scent of awakening wild honey and dew

Childhood games woods and lakes

Streams of silver toys of olden days

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Lands of wonder and of hidden treasures

In the meadow of life my acre of Heaven

A five-year-old winter heart in a place called home

Sailing the waves of past

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Rocking chair without a dreamer

A wood and a spring without laughter

Sandbox without toy soldiers

Yuletide without the flight

Dream down for her

Flowers wither treasures stay hidden

Until I see the first star-fall

I fall asleep and see it all

Mother`s care and colour of the kites

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven

Meadows of Heaven