The stars took me to heaven,
Each a step I had to climb.
And as I made my way there,
I had then found how blessed I'm.

Entering The Pearly Gates,
St. Peter stopped and told me,
You can visit but not stay,
As God has a plan for thee.

At the appropriate time,
He will tell you what to do.
Happy He wants you to be.
Listen when He's calling you.

There's news all over heaven,
Of what the future may hold,
About your friend, Mary Anne,
And hearts she'll bring to God's fold.

The plans that God has for her,
I hope soon you will know too.
She's someone very special,
To her heart, yours is drawn to.

The stars took me to heaven.
The angels brought me to earth.
Each time I get to see her,
I see all the more her worth.