Can't Call Heaven
Hey there brother, what is this price that you paid?
Standing tall, but fighting the tears away
We're so helpless, because there's nothing we can say
Wondering if the pain will ever end
Your baby boy, he grew into a man
Riding the waves, its where he made his stand
The bosun's call, it carried him away
But his memory will never fade
You can't call heaven on the telephone line
But if you sip your whiskey or you're drinking your wine
He'll make you laugh or he'll make you cry
It all depends on the frame of your mind
No you can't call heaven... on the telephone line
Hey there mom and hey there dad
I see your faces in shades of sad
I'm floating above you now, I feel infinity
The pain is gone, I've been set free
And in the night, when I sneak in your dreams
Well I expect a smile when you're thinking of me
Yeah we were torn apart, but its not the end
And when the time comes, I'll see you again
I didn't always listen, I didn't always care
What the world though, yeah I had my own flare
Face to the wind, you know I got my share
I guess that means I'm just like you
You can't call heaven on the telephone line
But if you sip your whiskey or you're drinking your wine
I'll make you laugh or I'll make you cry
It all depends on the frame of your mind
No you can't call heaven... on the telephone line
Standing tall, but fighting the tears away
We're so helpless, because there's nothing we can say
Wondering if the pain will ever end
Your baby boy, he grew into a man
Riding the waves, its where he made his stand
The bosun's call, it carried him away
But his memory will never fade
You can't call heaven on the telephone line
But if you sip your whiskey or you're drinking your wine
He'll make you laugh or he'll make you cry
It all depends on the frame of your mind
No you can't call heaven... on the telephone line
Hey there mom and hey there dad
I see your faces in shades of sad
I'm floating above you now, I feel infinity
The pain is gone, I've been set free
And in the night, when I sneak in your dreams
Well I expect a smile when you're thinking of me
Yeah we were torn apart, but its not the end
And when the time comes, I'll see you again
I didn't always listen, I didn't always care
What the world though, yeah I had my own flare
Face to the wind, you know I got my share
I guess that means I'm just like you
You can't call heaven on the telephone line
But if you sip your whiskey or you're drinking your wine
I'll make you laugh or I'll make you cry
It all depends on the frame of your mind
No you can't call heaven... on the telephone line
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Writer(s): James Ittenbach
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