I woke this morning to the sound of thunder
The smell of freshly falling rain
And in my mind an image lingered
Of a place not far away, not far away
All too real to have been dreaming
Never seen yet always known, yeah
A feeling somehow so familiar
In the pure, first light of dawn
Like going home
Oh, like going home
Oh, through an unseen door
Passage to on high
Stand amazed at the throne of God
A city in the sky
All is now revealed
No more tears to cry
Hear the angels sing His praise
A city in the sky
The sun came streaming through my window
A light that would not bе denied
And as I lay therе I imagined
Is this what heaven will be like
Before my eyes?
Oh, before my eyes?
The smell of freshly falling rain
And in my mind an image lingered
Of a place not far away, not far away
All too real to have been dreaming
Never seen yet always known, yeah
A feeling somehow so familiar
In the pure, first light of dawn
Like going home
Oh, like going home
Oh, through an unseen door
Passage to on high
Stand amazed at the throne of God
A city in the sky
All is now revealed
No more tears to cry
Hear the angels sing His praise
A city in the sky
The sun came streaming through my window
A light that would not bе denied
And as I lay therе I imagined
Is this what heaven will be like
Before my eyes?
Oh, before my eyes?
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