In Paradise

I woke up this morning went to pick up the mail. a routine that I always do
 probably find bills and catalogues, full of junk I'd never use
 as I reached in the box, I felt a sensation
 I didn't know what it could be
 then I pulled out a card and looked at the postmark it said p.o. cloud 23
 dear mommy and daddy, I asked god if he'd let me write a letter to you
 he said he felt bad about all of the sad things he was permitted to do
 so he took me to peter and he asked him to help me
 'cause I was too young to write words
 so I climbed on his lap and I leaned over to hear him
 and this is what st. peter heard
 don't you worry, don't you cry, don't waste the energy wondering why
 the reasons are clear, safer here in paradise
 each morning I wake up and the sun it shines brightly and me and the other kids play
 we eat lots of pretzels and watch lots of barney and sing-along songs all the day
 and at night before bedtime I go visit grandpa who reads me a story or two
 then I gather my blanket and lay off to slumber and dream about daddy and you
 don't you worry, don't you cry, don't waste the energy wondering why
 the reasons are clear, safer here in paradise
 I've got to get going st. peter is calling he's gotten a job for me
 he says katy you make sure the stars are all lined up
 and twinkling as bright as can be
 so take comfort together that I'm doing fine
 just lay your tears down to rest
 my spirit is there and I'll always be with you
 remembering two years the best
 don't you worry, don't you cry, don't waste the energy wondering why
 the reasons are clear, safer here in paradise