When I sing my praise to You, I am lifted up to higher ground. Something happens in my soul when I lift my voice to worship You. Feels like sunshine on my face, a cool breeze in a desert place. When I worship You, heaven comes to me, heaven comes to me. Heaven is where I belong, where the angels sing before Your throne. I am caught up in up in their sound when I lift my voice to worship You. From beyond where eyes can see, love is pouring over me. I will worship You, heaven come to me, heaven come to me.