Sometimes I think about the heartsnOf angelsnPerfect love that reaches out tonEvery strangernWith the truth on their sidenNothing to hidenThey come and go with the tidennIt must have been angels who carried menWhen I was too weak to lift my feetnWhen I was too blind to clearly seenHeavenly lights shined down for menIt must have been angelsnnWatching over menTime is cruelnTo youth the grace of love is beautynLife is hard, due unto othersnThat's our dutynWhen my soul was in painnMore loss than gainnAn angel spoke my namennIt must have been angels who carried menWhen I was too weak to lift my feetnWhen I was too blind to clearly seenHeavenly lights shined down for menIt must have been angelsnnEveryday I feel the touch of an angelnFeel the wind and the rain in my hairnThe warmth of the sun will soon appear