A Small Slice Of Heaven
作词 : Broudie, Hall
The voice of reason
Is rhyming with treason today
The laughing devil 
Is chasing the angels away
The dog is barking
The baby's crying
The rainy days are multiplying
She says it's time to make decisions
Then turns on breakfast television
Life's a trial
But who did you leave behind
When a small slice of Heaven's all 
You could ever hope to find
The opera isn't over
Until the fat lady sings
Then she walks into town
And pawns her eternity ring
She's leaving home
With a dream in her pocket
And a photograph in a silver locket
The party's over 
She not stopping
She's sick of lying
Through with crying
Life's a trial
But who did you leave behind
When a small slice of Heaven's all 
You could ever hope to find
She's leaving home
With a dream in her pocket
And a photograph in a silver locket
The sky is open the clouds are fading
And that small slice of heaven's waiting
Life's a trial
But who did you leave behind
When a small slice of Heaven's all 
You could ever hope to find
Life's a trial
But who did you leave behind
When a small slice of Heaven's all 
You could ever hope to find