Tears in Heaven

I listened to the familiar melody from the radio when I was driving before a couple of days. That’s Clapton Eric’s Tears in Heaven. I had to believe that classic music owned magic power which made you smile and moved wherever you are, whatever you do, and whoever you are.

 

I knew Tears in Heaven in my high school time. A boy of my neighboring class died of car accident. It shocked me. I wrote a poem for memorizing him, and crooned Tears in Heaven alone.

 

Couples of years later, when I met Tears in Heaven once again, I have already grown up, and suffered much closer relatives died. I found dead was no longer sick at heart, now it's a hard thing I can not face easily.

 

But in Tears in Heaven, there is no much sorrow, just memorizing. I had to admit I cannot be like the author, now so many unpeaceful things in my heart. But I’ll be like the author, I believe.

 

Tears In Heaven


Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven.

 

Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?

Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven.

 

Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees.

Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please.

 

Beyond the door there's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven.