"Tears In Heaven"
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.
Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.
Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
The unfortunate story of Conor Clapton:
The guitarist Eric Clapton and the model Lory del Santo had a son together. She was the one who mainly took care of him, because Clapton's tours and Heroin addiction didn't allow him to be a god father, so Lory didn't allow him to meet his son until he was completely recovered. Clapton felt really challenged so he did a complete recover, just for being able to meet his son. When he met him, he found a kid who was exactly like him, and who was obsessed with playing the guitar like his father. They behaved really well so Clapton purposed Lory and Conor to move to NY with him, he had a flat in a 48th floor that was nice for having kids, it was big and with lots of light!
Lory and Conor (aged 3) agreed instantly so they went to Ny to live like a happy family. But Eric wasn't there either, he spent the months travelling for maintaining his fame. One day, Conor was playing with her maid close to a window. The mmaid told him no to get close to the window, but he did just for playing. When he was close to it he fell and he broke the window. He felt down and landed in the floor after 48 floors of free fall. The maid couldn't believe it. When Lory arrived home began asking for Conor and found the maid crying and shouting on her knees near the broken window. She just could say no, she couldn't believe it. She called Eric, and he came back to NY. Eric was the only one who went to see the dead body of his son. He felt really depressed and he left music for a few years. When he came back he wrote tears in heaven for his son, so this is the story.
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