If life is a river And your heart is a boat And just like a water baby baby you're born to float And if life is a wild wind That blows way on high Then your Heart is Amelia Dying to fly Heaven knows No frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes And if life is a bar room In which we must wait Round the man with his fingers On the ivory gates Where we sing until dawn Of our fears and our fates And we stack all the dead men In self-addressed crates In your eyes faint As the singing of a lark That somehow this black night Feels warmer for the spark Warmer for the spark To hold us till the day When fear will lose it's grip And Heaven has it's ways Heaven knows No frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes |
And if life is a rough bed Of brambles and nails And your spirit's a slave To man's whips and man's jails Where you thirst and you hunger For justice and right Then your heart is a pure flame Of man's constant night In your eyes faint As the singing of a lark That somehow this black night Feels warmer for the spark Warmer for the spark To hold us till the day When fear will lose it's grip And Heaven has it's ways And Heaven has it's ways When all will harmonize And you know what's in our hearts The dream will realise Heaven knows No frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes Heaven knows No frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes |
as performed by The Corrs, written by Jimmy McCarthy
There is also a SWR3-lyrix version of this song....