Forming for You

Take me back to sleep

I was going to Heaven

I found it strange I got in

but let it go

On the golden road

Waiting my turn

I found it strange

Judgement day

They're all in line

Forming for you

Forming for you

On the golden road

I saw an old man

He was playing guitar

(People were singing)

But he didn't have hands

(People were singing)

So I kept on walking

At the wild of love

I wasn't nowhere

I wasn't free

I wasn't careful

I was amazing, amazing

Forming for you

Forming for you

For me, for you

For me, for you