Hello God, it's me again, 2 a.m. room of 304,
Visiting hours are over, time for our bedside tug-of-war,
A sleeping child between us, may not make it through the night,
I'm fightin back the tears, as she fights for her life,
Well it must be kind of crowded,
On the streets of heaven,
So tell me what do you need her for,
Don't you know one day she'll be your,
Little girl, forever, but righ now,
I need her so much more,
She's much too young, to be on her own,
Barely just turned seven,
So who will hold her hand when she crosses,
The streets of Heaven,
(verse 2)
Tell me God, do you remember, the wishes that she made,
AS she blew out the candles, on her last birthday cake,
She wants to ride a pony, when she's big enough,
She wants to marry her daddy, when she's all grown up,
(chorus)
Well it must be kind of crowded,
On the streets of heaven,
So tell me what do you need her for,
Don't you know one day she'll be your,
Little girl, forever, but righ now,
I need her so much more,
She's much too young, to be on her own,
Barely just turned seven,
So who will hold her hand when she crosses,
The streets of Heaven,
(verse 3)
Lord don't you know, she's my angel,
You've got plenty of your own,
And I know you hold a place for her,
But she's already got a home,
Well I don't know if you're listening,
But prayin's all that's left to do,
So I ask you Lord have mercy,
You lost a son once to,
(chorus)
Well it must be kind of crowded,
On the streets of heaven,
So tell me what do you need her for,
Don't you know one day she'll be your,
Little girl, forever, but righ now,
I need her so much more,
(bridge)
Lord I know, once you've made up your mind,
There's no use in beggin,
So if you, take her with you today,
You make sure she looks both ways,
And would you hold her hand when she crosses,
The streets of Heaven,
The streets of Heaven,