got a picture of your house

and your standing by the door

its black and white and faded

and its looking pretty worn



ill take it back with out a word,

sillhouetted in the back

the memories are great but man they are really coming back



i don't need to be the king of the world

as long as i'm the hero of this little girl



heaven isn't too far away

closer to it everyday

no matter what your friends might say



how i love the way you move and the sparkle in your eyes

theres a color deep inside me like a blue suburban sky



when i come home late at night and your in bed asleep

i wrap my arms around you so i can feel you breathe



i don't need to be a superman

as long as you will always be my biggest fan



heaven isn't too far away

closer to it everyday

no matter what your friends might say

we'll find a way

(great guitar and drum thing here)



now the light are going out along the boulivard

the memories are rushing back and it makes it pretty hard



ive got no where left to go and noone really cares

i don't know what to do but im never giving up on you



heaven isn't too far away

closer to it everyday

no matter what your friends

i know were gonna find away