Verse 1:
To the naked eye, he's just an old man.
Somebody you can easily pass by.
He'll be the first to reach out his hand.
He knows a thing or two about a hard life.
When they touch and they smile, as hurry on to where you're going.
Your whole life changes for good, without you even knowing.
Chorus:
I still believe that, walking among us, there are angels.
Doing extraordinary things. Yeah.
It's plain to see them.
They're all around us.
Angels
Some of them just don't have wings.
Verse 2:
There's a lady you keep running into.
Never heard her say much of anything.
But her eyes seem to look right through you.
Right to the bottom of your pain.
You take a breath, bow your head.
As you stop, and just around the corner.
Without a word being said, you know she's watching over your shoulder.
Chorus:
I still believe that (I still believe), walking among us, there are angels.
Doing extraordinary things. Yeah.
It's plain to see them. (It's plain to see)
They're all around us.
Angels
Some of them just don't have wings.
Bridge:
It's the life-saving hand of a stranger.
A little girl who hands you a flower,
there's a power.
That comes when you believe,
there's so much more than you can see.
I still believe that, there are angels among us.
Doing extraordinary things. Yeah!
Chorus:
(I still believe)
They're all around us.
Angels
Some of them just don't have wings!
I still believe that (I still believe), walking among us, there are angels.
Doing extraordinary things! Whoa! (It's plain to see)
It's plain to see them. (It's plain to see)
They're all around us.
Angels
Outro:
Some of them just don't have . . .
Some just don't have . . .
Some of them just don't have wings.
Yeaaah.
Yeah.
Artist: Nico Yaryan
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