I wrote a letter to my granddaughter
I said I'm sorry I don't get to meet ya
I wrote a letter to my grandmother
Said I really can't wait to see ya in heaven

I heard there's a river of gold that flows through a crowd of angels
To a city that knows no pain, no fear, or anger
And I'm sittin' here in my tears prayin', ooh

Father, won't you please forgive this soldier
He claims that what he's doin' is for you
Father, I can feel you getting closer
And I'm not ready, but we don't choose

When the bell tolls
When the bell tolls

I thought I'd only ever see it on the TV
I never thought it would be me
Now I'm layin' here begging you for mercy
Wonderin' if you'll leave or see me through these blood stains
Take me with my mistakes
You're who's left with this pain from heaven

With a ray from a river of gold that flows through a crowd of angels
To a city that knows no pain, no fear, or anger
Now I'm lyin' here in my tears prayin', ooh

Father, won't you please forgive this soldier
He claims that what he's doin' is for you
Father, I can feel you getting closer
And I'm not ready, but we don't choose

When the bell tolls
When the bell tolls
When the bell tolls
When the bell tolls

When the bell tolls
When the bell tolls

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, WILLIAM F WELLS PUB LLC, ZACH GOLDEN PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Adam Hanson, Anthony Ramos, William Felder Wells, Zachary Aaron Golden