Is there a heaven a [bad word] 
And will [bad word] back
Who can tell
Now I can see
What matters to me
It"s as clear as crystal
The places I"ve been
The people I"ve seen
Plans that I made
Start to fade
The sun"s setting gold
Thought I would grow old,
It wasn"t to be

And I can"t believe
How I"ve been wasting my time