Angels

The angels must have smiled
When you were just a child
Oh to look at you then…
Must have been heaven

And I was just a boy
Doing things that boys always do…
Oh running around town
Chasing heaven

And we don’t know just where we’ll go
And we can’t see who we’ll be
But I want to be closer to heaven
And I want to see us closer to heaven

The angels must have flown
When you had finally grown
Oh to be with you then…
Must have been heaven

And I became a man
Doing things a mans got to do
Making my way
Trying to make it to heaven

And we don’t know just where we’ll go
And we can’t see who we’ll be
But I want to be closer to heaven
And I want to see us closer to heaven

And all these days are delicate
For we don’t know when we’ll go
So treat your days as delicate
For we can't foresee tomorrow