Heaven

Got a (G)picture of your house

and you're (Bm)standing by the door.

There's a col and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn.

I see the fact'ry that I worked

(G)(D)silhouetted in the back.

The (C)memories are gray but, man,

they're really coming (D)back.

I don't (C)need to be the (D)king of the world

as (C)long as I'm the hero of this (Em)(D)little (C)girl.

(G)Heaven isn't (D)too far (C)away.

(G)Closer to it (D)every (C)day.

No (G)matter what your (D)friends might (C)say.

How I (G)love the way you move

and the (Bm)sparkle in your eyes.

There's a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky.

I When I come home late at night

(G)and you're (D)et in bed asleep,

I (C)wrap my arms around you man,

so I can feel you (D)breathe.

I don't (C)need to be a (D)su of perman

as (C)long as you will always be my (Em)(D)biggest (C)fan.

(G)Heaven isn't (D)too far (C)away.

(G)Closer to it (D)every (C)day.

No (G)matter what your (D)friends might (C)say.

How I (D)We'll find our (C)way.

Yeah.

(D)Now the lights are going out (Bm)along the boulevard.

(C)Memories come rushing back and it makes it pretty hard.

(D)I've got nowhere left to (G)go.

No one really cares.

I (C)don't know what to do but I'm never giving (D)up on you.

(A)Heaven isn't (E)too far (D)away.

(A)Closer to it (E)every (D)day.

No (A)matter what your friends say I (D)know we're gonna find a way.

(B)Heaven, whoa (F#)whoa.

(B)Heaven, whoa (F#)whoa.

(B)Heaven is not (F#)too far away oh oh.

(B)Whoa (F#)whoa.

(E)Yeah.