HEAVENS GOLDEN STREETS

This is for my freind,Chris Saul.
Who died at his own hand of fear and depression
and left behind hiis childhood sweetheart and baby girl and freinds who loved him dearly.

I wrote this on a morning of rainy and skys of gray.
I wish I could have told you before you went away.

One day again well meet and Ill see you again on heavens golden streets.

We were just kids in a garage band
We talked of fame and riches with our music.
We would marry supermodels and buy castles and beaches in far away lands
and be young forver and that was our plan.

You cant always win and life hands you defeats.

But I pray. Ill see you on heavens golden streets.

We alaways think to live and never a thought to die.
I think of you and laugh then start to cry

I cant undestand and ill never know why.
You chose not to live and accepted to die

You cant always win and life hands you defeats

But I pray ill see you on heavens golden streets

So in the big rock band in heaven on high
Crank up the amp let the music fly.

In my heart our memories ill always keep.

Till i see you again on heavens golden streets