I was walking home from school on a
cold winter day. Took a shortcut through the woods and lost my way. It was
getting late and I was scared and alone, but then a kind old man took my hand
and led me home. Now, Momma could not see him, oh but he was standing there and
I knew in my heart he was the answer to my prayers. Oh, I believe there are
angels among us sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and
me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to
guide us with the light of love. When life held troubled times and had me down
on my knees, there’s always been someone come along and comfort me, a kind word
from a stranger to lend a helping hand, a phone call from a friend just to say
I understand. Ain’t it kind of funny at the dark end of the road that someone
lights the way with just a single ray of hope? Oh, I believe there are angels
among us sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and to me in
our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us
with the light of love. There where so many faces, show up in the strangest
places, to grace us with their mercy in our time of need. Oh, I believe there
are angels among us sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you
and me in our darkest hours, to show us how to live, to teach us to give, to
guide us with the light of love. To guide us with the light of love!
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