My Idea of Heaven

I have often heard them speak of heaven
Where all good people go, but still I'd like to know
Is there such a place on earth as heaven?
I really think it's true, since I found you

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of heaven, heaven, heaven
Is to be in love with you

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of paradise is in your eyes
They're like skies are blue

I seem to listen to angels
Whenever you sing
If that isn't heaven
It's just the next thing

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of heaven, heaven, heaven
Is to be in love with you

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of heaven, heaven, heaven
Is to be in love with you

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of paradise is in your eyes
They're like the skies are blue

I seem to listen to angels
Whenever you sing
If that isn't heaven
It's just the next thing

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of heaven, heaven, heaven
Is to be in love with you

I got a shoe, and you got a shoe
And all of God's chillun' got a shoe
But what good are my shoes to me
Unless they walk me straight to you
That's heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven

I'm live in home, you live in home
And all God's chillun' live in home
Don't you think it's time for us
To build a home all of our own?
That'll be heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven

I seem to listen to angels
Whenever you sing
Now, if that isn't heaven
Why, it's just the next thing

Oh me, oh my, dear, my idea
Of heaven, heaven, heaven
Is to be in love with you