In Heaven. Everything is fine. In Heaven. Everything is fine. . In Heaven. Everything is fine. You got your good thing. And I've got mine. . In Heaven.
In Heaven. Everything is fine. . In Heaven. Everything is fine. . In Heaven. Everything is fine. You got your good thing. And I've got mine. . In Heaven.
The steel mill closes down tonight. As the dying embers fade. And all the guys are too tired for tears. Checking their final pay. . Those razored sabres of steel they made.
The old man told me, "Hey you, make a choice. You can the music and stop all the noise. Or you can get out and find your own way". I told him, "Stick it, my rock's here to stay".
When I think of all the moments, full of love and tenderness. Shivers running down my spine, feeling your caress. And I linger in the memory of a love that's so devine.