Perhaps an Angel

When everything that you hold dear is slipping
And most everything you trust is gone
And there is no hope within your field of vision
And there is nothing to hold on

Perhaps an angel
Will sit at your table
And pass the potatoes
And laugh at your jokes
Tell a good story
Have a big slice of pie
With strong black coffee
A regular guy

Ice on the lake was weak last winter
So on the shore they hung a rescue line
Cause there's always some poor fool out in the middle
Thinking it will hold him up this time

Perhaps an angel
Will sit at your table
And pass the potatoes
And laugh at your jokes
Tell a good story
Have a big slice of pie
With strong black coffee
A regular guy

On a lonely mountain road
Outside of Chama
There's a little cross with flowers all around
And the shards of broken glass catch your
Headlights as you pass
Like a million shooting stars gone to ground

Perhaps an angel
Will sit at your table
And pass the potatoes
And laugh at your jokes
Tell a good story
Have a big slice of pie
With strong black coffee
A regular guy



Credits
Writer(s): Kipp Elliot Bentley
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