I close my eyes, the lantern dies   The scent of awakening, wild honey and dew   Childhood games, woods and lakes   Streams of silver, toys of olden days      Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven      Lands of wonder and of hidden treasures   In the meadow of life, my acre of Heaven   A five year old winter heart in a place called home   Sailing the waves of past      Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven      Rocking chair without a dreamer   A wood and a spring without laughter?   Sandbox without toy soldiers   Yuletide without the flight, dreambound for life      Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden   Until I see the first star fall   I fall asleep and see it all   Mother?s care and color of the kites      Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven      Meadows of Heaven   Meadows of Heaven