Testo This Heaven

This heaven that I'm holding: it ain't heaven-sent
It ain't [?], it's a fast train headed south
This heaven that I'm holding, it's not for everyone
It's not for everyone, it's a lonely setting sun

This heaven that I'm holding is golden and bright
This heaven that I'm holding is holdin' me tight tonight
This heaven that I'm holding don't cost much of anything
You can hear the angels sing empty songs with broken wings
When a heart grows weary start lookin for the light
And when there's nothin' else to try, you keep searchin' for a different high

This heaven that I'm holding is golden and bright
This heaven that I'm holding is holdin' me tight tonight