shaking the gates

thompson, richard

if angels are real

then who needs dreams?

i think i'll never close my eyes again

if my feet betray me

lock the door

my heart may never be this wise again

i'm shaking

i'm shaking

i'm shaking the gates of heaven

i used to hold the world

it turned to gold

now everything that moved me has grown cold

if life is for living

i'm your man

never was inclined to pine away

if echoes and shadows are my world

all i've done is lead myself astray

i'm shaking

i'm shaking

i'm shaking the gates of heaven

if angels are real

then who needs dreams?

i think i'll never close my eyes again

i'm shaking

i'm shaking

i'm shaking the gates of heaven

i'm shaking

i'm shaking

i'm shaking the gates of heaven