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  • Thursday, March 08, 2007

    Holes In the Floor of Heaven

    Artist/Band: Steve Wariner
    Lyrics for song: Holes in the Floor of Heaven

    One day shy of eight years old, my grandma passed away
    I was a broken hearted little boy, blowing out that birthday cake
    How I cried when the sky let go, with a cold and lonesome rain,
    mama smiled, said don't be sad child, grandma's watching you today

    Cause there's holes in the floor of heaven
    and her tears are pouring down,
    and that's how you know she's watching,
    wishing she could be here now,
    and sometimes if you're lonely,
    Just remember she can see,
    there's holes in the floor of heaven,
    and she's watching over you and me,

    Seasons come, and seasons go, nothing stays the same
    I grew up , fell in love, met a girl who took my name
    year by year, we made al ife in this sleepy little town
    I thought we'd grow old together, Lord I sure do miss her now

    But there's holes in the floor of heaven,
    and her tears are pouring down,
    that's how I know she's watching,
    Wishing she could be here now,
    and sometimes when I'm lonely,
    I remember she can see,
    There's holes in the floor of heaven,
    and she's watching over you and me,

    Well my little girl is twenty-thhree, I walk her down the aisle
    It's a shame her mom can't be here now, to see her lovely smile
    they throw the rice, I catch her eye, as the rain starts coming down
    She takes my hand, says daddy don't be sad,
    Cause I know mama's watching now

    And there's holes in the floor of heaven,
    and her tears are pouring down,
    That's how you know she's watching,
    Wishing she could be here now,
    and sometimes when I'm lonely
    I remember she can see
    Yes there's holes in the floor of heaven,
    and she's watching over you and me

    watching over you and me
    watching over you and me

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