Big Country Made In Heaven
Listen now, there's no time to explain
I've been here such a short time, I will be here again
If you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my
words in the rain
Don't be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vain
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be
coming)
I looked out all around my life and I missed what never
was
Looked at sinners and I looked at saints and never knew
the cause
Sometimes you can tell just how this world is going to
be
But it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you
look at me
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be
coming)
You may find a traveling man whose eyes are wild and
free
But lay away those fancy things and keep them safe for
me
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Listen now, there's no time to explain
I've been here such a short time, I will be here again
If you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my
words in the rain
Don't be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vain
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven
I looked out all around my life and I missed what never
was
I looked at sinners and I looked at saints and never
knew the cause
Well sometimes you can tell just how this world is
going to be
But it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you
look at me
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be
coming)
Even the bad things are made in heaven
Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love
All the run down days, all the run down living
Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be
coming)
