Stairway to Heaven

In the foggy dark night

Beneath the moon - shining bright -

There's a lady who's says she can take me alright

To the highest purple peak

Of the youthful mountain of life.

She is climbing the stairway to Heaven.

And Though birds flutter by

Saying, "Ha! Can't you fly?"

She turns from their mockery with a mere sigh

And she keeps pushing me on and on.

As she keeps moving on and on.

Though it's terribly high.

We keep climbing.. the stairway to Heaven.