This song was written by Gretchen Peters, and was recorded by Andy Griggs… included on his album, This I Gotta See.
Gretchen Peters (born November 14, 1957) is an American singer and songwriter. She was born in New York, raised in Colorado, and moved to Nashville in the late 1980s. She found work as a songwriter, composing hits for some of the biggest names in the music industry.
Peters has released 7 studio albums of her own.
She was inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame in 2014.
Andrew Tyler Griggs (born August 13, 1973) is an American country music artist. He has released three albums for RCA Records Nashville (You Won’t Ever Be Lonely, Freedom, and This I Gotta See) and a fourth (The Good Life) for Montage Music Group. These four albums have accounted for 13 singles and 6 Top Tens on the Billboard country chart.
Griggs was born in West Monroe, Louisiana. His father, Darrell, died when Griggs was 10; his older brother, Mason, served as the family’s father-figure until he died of a heart attack at age 22.
Andy briefly attended Northeast Louisiana University before returning to his hometown in the early 1990s, where he became a youth minister and started a family with his wife. He continued to work on his musical skills, though, and, by 1999, he signed to a contract with RCA Records Nashville.
This song, from his third album, reached #5 on the charts.
This song paints different word-pictures of what might Heaven might be like… from our limited, human perspective.
Bible Reference… Revelation 21:1-8
If Heaven was an hour, it would be twilight…
when the fireflies start their dancin’ on the lawn,
and supper’s on the stove, and mama’s laughin’ and everybody’s workin’ day is done.
If Heaven was a town, it would be my town… on a summer day in 1985;
and everything I wanted was out there waitin’, and everyone I loved was still alive.
Don’t cry a tear for me now, baby; there comes a time we all must say goodbye.
And, if that’s what Heaven’s made of… you know, I ain’t afraid to die.
If Heaven was a pie, it would be cherry; cool and sweet and heavy on the tongue…
and, just one bite would satisfy your hunger. There’d always be enough for everyone.
If Heaven was a train, it sure would be a fast one…
to take this weary trav’ler ‘round the bend.
And, if Heaven was a tear, it’d be my last one… and you’d be in my arms again.