Street Angels

Out where the Barton Creek flows
On the grassy medians are where they roam
Cardboard signs for the stopping vehicles
Heating 95 degrees

Their holding out their hands for love
Their hoping it will eventually come

With skinny Legs and a dirty nose
The face of desperation as it grows
She walks real slow and starts to gaze at me
Out of hope and spirit she caves under the tree

Their holding out their hands for love
Their hoping it will eventually come

From the side mirror you see them smile
The cars will only be stopped for awhile
Pace by pace you get to see their eyes
The light of the day 'cause it's Jesus deep inside

Their holding out their hands for love
Their hoping it will eventually come
Their holding out their hands for love
Their hoping it will eventually come



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Mager, Jazzy Curt
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