Streets of heaven

Hello god, it's me again, 2 a.m. room 304
visiting hours are over
time for our bedtime tug of war
this sleeping child between us
may not make it through the night
i'm fighting back the tears
as she fights for her life
Well it must be kind of crowded
on the streets of heaven
so tell me, what do you need her for
don't you know one day
she'll be your little girl forever
but right now, i need her so much more
she's much too young to be on her own
barely just turned seven
so who will hold her hand when she crosses
the streets of heaven
Tell me god, do you remember
the wishes that she made
as she blew out the candles
on her last birthday cake
she wants to ride a pony
when she's big enough
she wants to marry her daddy
when she's all grown up
Well it must be kind of crowded
on the streets of heaven
so tell me, what do you need her for
don't you know one day
she'll be your little girl forever
but right now, i need her so much more
she's much too young to be on her own
barely just turned seven
so who will hold her hand when she crosses
the streets of heaven
Lord don't you know she's my angel
you've got plenty of your own
and i know you'll hold a place for her
but she's already got a home
well i don't know if you're listening
but praying's all that's left to do
so i ask you lord have mercy
you lost a son once too
And it must be kind of crowded
on the streets of heaven
so tell me, what do you need her for
don't you know one day
she'll be your little girl forever
but right now, i need her so much more
lord i know once you've made up your mind
there's no use in begging
so if you take her with you today
will you make sure she looks both ways
and would you hold her hand when she crosses
the streets of heaven
the streets of heaven