In times of our need,
Are angels we can't see?
To lift us high above,
The hate that people love,
Their wings give us the will to fly,
To know, there will be stars in our sky.
That the storm clouds will be no more,
You know, that is what our angels are for.
But every now and then,
Gone will be their wind,
Then it is up to you and me,
To be the wind an angel will see.
For sometimes we must take that first step,
For sometimes angels need a lift.
For this need to is real,
As is this helpless that they feel.
Take all the times your angels have been there,
Wanting with you all your troubles to share,
When for them, their help isn't taken,
Then an angel's heart will be breaking.
For they want us happy to be,
Or sadness, they will only see.
So, it is up to me and you,
To show our angels dreams come true.
