Taste of heaven

There's a picture frame inside those eyes There he stands alone, a boy who cries With an old man standing to my right There's a picture frame inside those eyes There he stands alone, a boy who cries With an old man standing to my right He's staring at my empty life Go and try to change my mind Thunder rolling down my spine Push along through my wrongs I'm breaking these walls So I stand outside your window With my hands up towards the sky With the hopes of dancing on this street So I wait outside for the taste of heaven There's an answer in the desert sun The vulture cries "the war is won!" On a highway burning my last chance I'm driving fast, I won't look back Go and try to change my mind Thunder rolling down my spine Push along through my wrongs I'm breaking these walls So I stand outside your window With my hands up towards the sky With the hopes of dancing on this street So I wait outside for the taste of heaven Break the silence Truth or violence You chose to let me go You gave me no reason No chance to believe in Only let downs show that I'm still alive So I stand outside your window With my hands up towards the sky With the hopes of dancing on this street So I wait outside for the taste of heaven