A Bite of Heaven

Lars wakes up where the dogwoods lean In Chapel Hill,

North Carolina

Morning lays soft on the window screen And love hangs sweet in

the sky

Just down the road the oven's warm

Golden comfort in the air

He's living close to heaven's arms With the finest biscuits anywhere

Oh Lars, in Chapel Hill tonight So near the best biscuits in

the world

Butter and heart in the morning light A tender dream unfurled And

I can love you from far away Still feel that warm sweet

glow Near every bite of home and grace Is where my lonely

thoughts will go I picture your hands round a coffee cup Steam

rising slow and thin

A little downtown sun comes up And the whole wide day begins

If I were there by your side,

my love I'd smile through happy tears

Cause Chapel Hill and those biscuits warm Could heal a hundred years

Some places hold a heart so still

They make the miles feel small A kitchen light,

a Carolina hill And love can carry all If longing had a

taste, I'd know It'd be warm and light and true Oh Lars,

in Chapel Hill tonight So near the best

biscuits

in the world Butter and heart in the morning light A tender

dream unfurled And I can love you from far away Still feel

that warm sweet glow Near every bite of home and grace Is

where my lonely thoughts will go Chapel Hill,

hold him close for me

Near the best biscuits in the world