I went to my old church last Sunday
Seven years since I've been inside
Just to find my old high school sweetheart
Glowing like an angel in the stained glass light
The preacher spoke a lot about heaven
About living there forever with the saints on high
I didn't pay him too much attention
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
Her southern draw was like the angels singing
The way she moved was like a dove in flight
And when she cast a playful glance my way
I thought I was just about to lose my mind
The preacher spoke a lot about heaven
About living there forever with the saints on high
I didn't pay him too much attention
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
We were way too young back then
Still green on the vine
But the sun's been glowing and we've been growing
Think its about harvest time
If I ever get a chance to hold her
If I ever press her lips to mine
We're gonna hear loves tender whisper
And be together for the rest of our lives
The preacher spoke a lot about heaven
About living there forever with the saints on high
I didn't pay him too much attention
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes
Blinded by the heaven in her eyes