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 led me home.
Mama couldn’t see him,
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 a light of love.
When life held troubled times,
and had me down on my knees.
There’s always been someone there
to 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.
And ain’t it kind of funny that
at the dark end of the road.
Someone lights the way
with just a single ray of hope.
They wear so many faces,
show up in the strangest places.
To guide us with their mercy,
in our time of need.
To guide us with a light of love.
