Listen now, there's no time to explain

I've been here such a short time, I will be here again

If you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my 

words in the rain

Don't be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vain



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living

Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be 

coming)



I looked out all around my life and I missed what never 

was

Looked at sinners and I looked at saints and never knew 

the cause

Sometimes you can tell just how this world is going to 

be

But it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you 

look at me



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living

Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be 

coming)



You may find a traveling man whose eyes are wild and 

free

But lay away those fancy things and keep them safe for 

me



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living


Even the bad things are made in heaven



Listen now, there's no time to explain

I've been here such a short time, I will be here again

If you hear my voice in the darkness, if you hear my 

words in the rain

Don't be afraid, it only says you did not wait in vain



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living

Even the bad things are made in heaven



I looked out all around my life and I missed what never 

was

I looked at sinners and I looked at saints and never 

knew the cause

Well sometimes you can tell just how this world is 

going to be

But it makes me wonder when I look at you just how you 

look at me



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living

Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be 

coming)



Even the bad things are made in heaven

Even the cold heart, even the cruelest love

All the run down days, all the run down living

Even the bad things are made in heaven (and I will be 

coming)