Choosing His Angels

Maybe I knew from the first time that I met you
You were paint spattered wings from above
Maybe I saw a sparkled mind of a different kind
It was trying to get out and save the world

So how come they stole you the promising one
When all our spirits wash away

Maybe it's God's way of choosing his angels
Maybe what's gone today will steer us from danger
Maybe you'll save me or maybe just make me
Smile every once in awhile

Maybe you were told how the closing moments would unfold
Were you calmly waiting for your time
Racing back to save your wife
Counting down the ticks on your life
In a flash you were plucked from the night

So give me those moments, I'll warn you in advance
I won't let you go

Make me smile

© 2007 Alex Karweit