If there's a heaven above

Throw the world off your shoulders tonight mr. smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight mr. smith

He's been looking now
For a long time
It seems the more he looks
The less he wants to see
He turned to the west
For a long time
He turned to the east
Then he turned to the west again

If there's a heaven above
In the meantime
If there's a heaven above
Let it be near
If there's a heaven above
In the meantime
Then let it be near
Let it be near to me

We've been talking now
For a long time
It seems the more we speak
The less we seem to say
If there's a hell below
In the meantime
Then let us shut up
Unless we want to pray He saw everything real too clearly
So close that the bones would show
And to see everything so clearly
Isn't always the best thing you know

If there's a heaven above
In the meantime
If there's a heaven above
Then let it be near
If there's a heaven above
In the meantime
Let it be near, let it be near to me

Ahhhh
Ahhhh

Throw the world off your shoulders tonight mr. smith
Throw the world off your shoulders tonight mr. smith