Letras
I don't know what it was
That made the thought cross my mind
Might have been that box of memories
I haven't seen in quite some time
Faded pictures of long lost friends
Grandma's post card from the beach
Kind of got me thinking how cool it would be
If heaven had a mailbox
I'd be writing nonstop
Sending up an airmail letter every day
Up there to a gold street
A white post in some concrete
Right in front of those pearly gates
I'd like that a lot
Yeah man
If heaven had a mailbox
I could tell my best friend
Things I never got to say
Like it ain't the same without you
I think about you every day
I could shoot a note to God
Sayin' thanks for all you do
Look forward to getting up there
P.S hope it ain't too soon
If heaven had a mailbox
I'd be writing nonstop
Sending up an airmail letter every day
Up there to a gold street
A white post in some concrete
Right in front of those pearly gates
I'd like that a lot
Yeah man
If heaven had a mailbox
I know I'll see 'em again
When I reach the other side
But until then
It'd sure be nice
If heaven had a mailbox
I'd be writing nonstop
Sending up an airmail letter every day
Up there to a gold street
A white post in some concrete
Right in front of those pearly gates
I'd like that a lot
Yeah man
If heaven had a mailbox"