If they carry me to Heaven on a chariot of ice
Just make sure that you wrap me in your love before I die
And bury me in flowers; when I go, I wanna bloom
And come back as the color of a lovely afternoon

Through the doubt and pain and howling rain
I pray I'll always have the strength to say
"Hallelujah" anyway

And even when I go, if I see my soul
Sink below and down into the flames
Hallelujah anyway