Bobby Womack
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Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
Bobby Womack
A little flower that blooms in May
A lovely sunset at the end of a day
Someone helping a stranger along the way
(That's heaven)
That's heaven to me
The feeling I have when I hear a touching prayer
It makes me know the Lord is somewhere near
Even the birds flying around in the air
(That's heaven)
That's heaven to me, Lord
It doesn't have to be a miracle
In order for me to see, I know
The goodness of my, my Savior
Is everywhere to me
Even the children playing in the street
Saying a friendly hello to everyone that they meet
Even the leaves blowing out
Blowing out, blowing out, blowing out on the tree
(That's heaven)
That's heaven to me, oh, oh, oh, oh Lord