When he raised the gates of Heaven He didn't understand And near the friends were coming over Was it all a dream? Was it all a crazy dream? Saw them playin' there before him What were they doin' there? It felt like home It must be alright Or was it all a dream? Was it all a crazy dream? Memories replayed before him All the tiny moments of his life Lyin' 'round in bed on a Saturday mornin' Two daughters and a wife Two daughters and a beautiful wife Meanwhile on earth his friends come over Shocked and horrified Dozen flowers by the store front And everybody cried Everybody cried and cried Is there a vengeance up in heaven? Or are those things left behind? Maybe everyday is Saturday mornin' Two daughters and a wife Two daughters and a beautiful wife Two daughters and a beautiful wife