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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackson Dean
Vocals
Luke Dick
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Craig Young
Bass
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Fred Eltringham
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Dean
Songwriter
Luke Dick
Songwriter
Laura Veltz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Dick
Producer
Jason Lehning
Recording Engineer
Austin Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
Casey Wood
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Who knows if those roads
Are really made of miles of gold
Or if the pearly gates even have a key?
Well, I'm just a man and men sin
Are they even gonna let me in?
I can't really say, but if they left it up to me
[Chorus]
Heaven
Would get me weak like a Sunday choir
Heaven
Would get me on my knees like a ring of fire
It would taste a little bit like sugar
It would hit me like a stone-cold truth
If I'da been God, I woulda made Heaven
Feel something like you
[Instrumental]
Well, my soul has been cold
Now it's burning and I lost control
Funny how the truth can feel like fire
Well, there's your hands to my skin
One touch closer to the promised land
Every kiss is a color just taking me to the light
[Chorus]
Heaven
Would get me weak like a Sunday choir
Heaven
Would get me on my knees like a ring of fire
It would taste a little bit like sugar
It would hit me like a stone-cold truth
If I'da been God, I woulda made Heaven
Feel something like you
[Instrumental]
Take me to the blue skies
Take me some place I've never been
Take me to the other side
I wanna feel your skin again
[Chorus]
Taking me to heaven
Get me weak like a Sunday choir
Heaven
Would get me on my knees like a ring of fire
It would taste a little bit like sugar
It would hit me like a stone-cold truth
If I'da been God, I woulda made Heaven
Feel something like you
[Outro]
(Heaven)
Yeah, Heaven
Feel something like you
Feel something like you
Written by: Deric Ruttan, Jackson Dean, Laura Veltz, Luke Dick