(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.