| Song | Heaven |
| Artist | Carly Simon |
| Album | Christmas Is Almost Here |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Lucy Simon/Carly Simon Music:Lucy Simon/Carly Simon | |
| I can almost touch the stars | |
| Filling up the night | |
| On their way around the world | |
| They stop their flight | |
| I can see the brightest star | |
| Dazzling in the west | |
| Three wise men follow | |
| With no time for rest | |
| And heaven can't be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can't be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Pilgrims follow | |
| To see the carpenters' child | |
| Born the king of angels | |
| He is meek and mild | |
| Son of Joseph | |
| Son of Mary | |
| Son of love | |
| He is born | |
| Son of all believers | |
| On this Christmas morn | |
| And heaven can't be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can't be far | |
| From where we lie |
| Lyrics: Lucy Simon Carly Simon Music: Lucy Simon Carly Simon | |
| I can almost touch the stars | |
| Filling up the night | |
| On their way around the world | |
| They stop their flight | |
| I can see the brightest star | |
| Dazzling in the west | |
| Three wise men follow | |
| With no time for rest | |
| And heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Pilgrims follow | |
| To see the carpenters' child | |
| Born the king of angels | |
| He is meek and mild | |
| Son of Joseph | |
| Son of Mary | |
| Son of love | |
| He is born | |
| Son of all believers | |
| On this Christmas morn | |
| And heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie |
| Lyrics: Lucy Simon Carly Simon Music: Lucy Simon Carly Simon | |
| I can almost touch the stars | |
| Filling up the night | |
| On their way around the world | |
| They stop their flight | |
| I can see the brightest star | |
| Dazzling in the west | |
| Three wise men follow | |
| With no time for rest | |
| And heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Follow, follow | |
| Pilgrims follow | |
| To see the carpenters' child | |
| Born the king of angels | |
| He is meek and mild | |
| Son of Joseph | |
| Son of Mary | |
| Son of love | |
| He is born | |
| Son of all believers | |
| On this Christmas morn | |
| And heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie | |
| Heaven can' t be far | |
| From where we lie |