Текст: Mark Wills. Holes in the Floor of Heaven.

One day shy of 8 years old, grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy, blowi'n out that birthday cake
How I cried when the sky let go with a cold and lonesome rain
Momma smiled said, "Don't be sad child, grandma's watchin' you today"

'Cuz there's holes in the floor of heaven and her tears are pourin' down
That's how you know she's watchin', wishing she could be here now
And sometimes if you're lonely, just remember she can see
There's holes in the floor of heaven and she's watchin' over you and me

Seasons come and seasons go, nothing stays the same
I grew up, fell in love, met a girl who took my name
Year by year, made a life in this sleepy little town
I thought we'd grow old together, Lord, I sure do miss her now

But there's holes in the floor of heaven and her tears are pourin' down
That's how I know she's watchin', wishing she could be here now
And sometimes when I'm lonely, I remember she can see
There's holes in the floor of heaven and she's watchin' over you and me

Well, my little girl is 23, I walk her down the aisle
It's a shame her mom can't be here now to see her lovely smile
They throw the rice, I catch her eye as the rain starts comin' down
She takes my hand, says, "Daddy don't be sad
'Cuz I know momma is watchin' now"

And there's holes in the floor of heaven and her tears are pourin' down
That's how you know she's watchin', wishin' she could be here now
And sometimes when I'm lonely, I remember she can see
Yes, there's holes in the floor of heaven and she's watchin' over you and me

Watchin' over you and me
Watchin' over you and me
Watchin' over you and me