(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.