I hear the sound of white noise Coming through my radio There are no more lovers or cowboys In the hotel lobby San Francisco I'm on the other side of heaven I'm on the other side of heaven I don't want to fall into nothing I've been bathed but I ain't clean I want to feel just to feel something Lord take me down to Jessamine I'm on the other side of heaven I'm on the other side of heaven From you, ooooo From you, ooooo It gets so cold in oblivion Waiting for that morning light I'm on the other side of heaven I'm on the other side of heaven From you From you From you