(Becky Hobbs - Don Goodman)

Recorded by: Alabama



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

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 hour

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

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 hour

to show us how to live, to teach us how to give

to guide us with a light of love.



They wear so many faces,

Show up in the strangest places

To guide 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 hour

To show us how to live, to teach us how to give

To guide us with a light of love.