The moment was custom made to order
I was ridin’ with my daughter
On our way back from Monroe
And like children do
She started playing twenty questions
But I never could have guessed one
Would touch me to my soul
She said:
Chorus:
Daddy when we get to heaven
Can I taste the Milky Way
Are we goin' there to visit
Or are we goin’ there to stay
Am I gonna to see my grandpa
Can I have a pair of wings
And do you think that God could use another angel
To help pour out the rain
Well I won't lie, I pulled that car right over
And I sat there on the shoulder, tryin’ to dry my misty eyes
And I whispered, Lord I wanna thank you for my children
Cause your innocence that fills them often takes me by surprise
Well I thought about it later on
And a smile came to my face
And when I tucked her into bed
I got down on my knees and prayed:
Lord when I get to heaven can I taste the Milky Way
I don't want to come to visit cause I'm commin home to stay
And I can't wait to see my family and meet Jesus face to face
And do you think lord you could use just one more angel
To help pour out the rain
Can I help pour out the rain
July 28, 2003
New country song by Buddy Jewel. If mawkish, I still succumbed to the touching lyrics:
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