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I was walking home from school
on a cold winter day,
took a shortcut through the woods
and I lost my way,
It was getting late
and I was scared and alone
but then a kind old man
took my hand and lead me home
Now momma couldnt see him,
oh but he was standing there,
and I knew in my heart
he was the answers 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 trouble times
and had me down on my knees
there has always been someone
to come along and comfort me
a kind word from a stranger
to lend a helping hand
a phonecall from a friend
just to say I understand
But aint it kinda funny
at the dark end of the road
that someone lights a 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 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 were so many faces
that show up in the strangest places
that 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 how to give.
To guide us with the light of love.
To guide us with the light of. . . . . love.