CHORUS
BUT TEARS WILL NEVER STAIN THE STREETS OF THAT CITY,
NO WREATHS OF DEATH ON MY MANSIONS DOOR.
TEARDROPS AREN'T WELCOME BEYOND THE GATES OF GLORY,
CAUSE THE HEART WILL NEVER BREAK ANY MORE
I
IF I COULD COUNT THE TEARS THAT HAVE FALLEN,
IT WOULD SEEM LIKE AN OCEAN TO ME.
AND IF MY HEART WAS A WINDOW YOU COULD SEE THROUGH,
OH THE PAIN AND SCARES YOU WOULD SEE.
II
I'VE NEVER MET A MAN WITHOUT SORROW,
AND I'VE NEVER LOOKED INTO EYES WITH NO PAIN.
BUT THERE'S A LAND WHERE GRIEF IS A STRANGER,
AND JOY'S THE ONLY SONG THEY SING.
III
I HAVE QUESTIONED THE LOSS OF A LOVED ONE,
A GRAVE SEEM SO FINAL AND COOL.
ALL BUT WE'LL MEET AGAIN,
WHERE DEATH HAS NO VICTORY
IN A LAND WHERE WE'LL NEVER GROW OLD.