Calling Heaven

If heaven had a phone (hmmm)

I'd dial up your number late at night

To ask you how you're spending all your time

Is the grass as green as they all write?

Does the sun up there forever shine?

If heaven had a phone line running down

I'd call you up and talk for hours on end

I'd tell you all the gossip from the town

And ask you when I'll see you once again

(oh, once again)

I wonder if you've met the quiet saints

Or if you're laughing at the way we cry

I'm still using all your older paints

To catch the colors of the evening sky

If heaven had a phone line running down

I'd call you up and talk for hours on end

I'd tell you all the gossip from the town

And ask you when I'll see you once again

(yeah, once again)

But there's no wire going through

the clouds (no wire)

Just a memory keeping me company

If heaven had a

phone