I'll Be on the Front Row Lyrics

Crippled hands

Banging on the piano

I know there's music that is locked up inside

A concert masterpiece

Waiting just to be released

When we all get to heaven

I'll be on the front row

When your fingers make that piano ring

O, you're gonna play as the angels sing

Raise a grand crescendo

Launch into a soaring melody

O, we'll worship with our harmonies

Streets of gold

Just outside your window

Will resonate with your melodious tunes

Composing on the keys

An opus for your king

When we all get to heaven

I'll be on the front row

When your fingers make that piano ring

O, you're gonna play as the angels sing

Raise a grand crescendo

Launch into a soaring melody

O, we'll worship with our harmonies

When your Healer breaks the bonds

That have bound your body so long

When your Healer dries all your tears

Then play for Him, play your heart out for Him

I'll be on the front row

When your fingers make that piano ring

O, you're gonna play as the angels sing

I'll be on the front row

When you make that piano ring