Watching Over Me

The pure, the bright, the beautiful that stirred our hearts in you

The whisper of a wordless prayer; the streams of love and truth

A longing after something lost

The spirit's yearning cry

Striving after the better hopes these things can never die

There will always be the shining sun

There will always be the rising of sea

There will always be an angel watching over me

There will always be an angel watching over me

A timid hand stretched to forth to aide a brother in his need

A kindly word in grief dark hour that proves a friend in need

So shall a light that cannot fade leave on thee from on high

And angel voices say to thee these things shall never die

There will always be the shining sun

There will always be the rising of sea

There will always be an angel watching over me

There will always be an angel watching over me

There will always be the shining sun

There will always be the rising of sea

There will always be an angel watching over me

There will always be an angel watching over me