Along the wing you see the searchlight beam
Down below, traced freeway stream
A field of precious stones illuminates the night
Heading for touchdown, looking for runway light

From in the sky the city's at its best
Down the hills to its ocean's rest
And as you watch the lightscape sit back, relax and dream
This is the future, this is tomorrow's scheme

We're coming in, the runway flashes past
This is it, now we're here at last
We've tried to make this crossing so many times before
See that people walking through heaven's door

We're finally here, it looks just fine
Let's stroll the streets, sidewalk sign
Stand and wait and watch the cars
As they smoke on, go by so fast
They look just fine, we'll cross at last
The headlights flicker in our faces

Try to eat some fetid meat
Yours tastes just fine, same as mine
If you can pay, it happens here
Do what you say, will be tonight's career
While guarantee hot company
The red light flickers in their faces

Roll up your sleeve, pass it round
It's what you seek, dope in town
Feels just fine to be with you
Your place or mine, I'll show you what to do
And in the nights, you'll come on through
Walking through heaven's door

Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door

Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door

Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door

Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door

Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door
Walking through heaven's door

This is our dream
Fulfilled at last
Grace with thee
Forget the past

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Writer(s): PHIL MANZANERA, WILLIAM ALAN MACDONALD MACCORMICK