Dear Mr. Clapton, I have learned of your loss "Tears in Heaven", it's a beautiful song I know your bleeding won't cease with my words They're just a cool drink to help you along Through Saturdays with no noise And baseballs and untouched toys That they leave an empty feeling in your soul He is in heaven's care And there are no tears up there, 'cause Jesus loves children more than we will ever know He loves those children more than we will ever know Dear Mr. Clapton, you are not without hope The door to heaven lies beyond the grave If you would only believe as a child Someday this pain will be washed away Of memories of holidays That small angelic face It leaves an empty feeling in your soul He is in heaven's care And there are no tears up there, 'cause Jesus loves children more than we will ever know He loves those children more than we will ever know Dear Mr. Clapton, I have learned of your loss