| Perfect Angels |
| I’m the one in the back row of the class A little over weight, a little too shy Trying to stay hidden from the people like you I bury my head to cry, and no one turns to see Don’t laugh at me for who I am For in the eyes’ of God we are all perfect And one day, we will all have wings To fly to our home in heaven Where we all belong I’m the single teenage mother, trying to over come my past Working to pay my rent, at the local bar I’ll dance for your pleasure, to feed my baby girl My innocence has turned to shame, but no one cares Don’t laugh at me for who I am For in the eyes’ of God we are all perfect And one day, we will all have wings To fly to out home in heaven Where we all belong I’m the one on the streets you pass, begging for a bite to eat I try to catch your eye, holding my cardboard sign high “Will work for food”, but our eyes never meet and you walk on by Cold and hungry, all I want is I good nights sleep, and a warm word Don’t laugh at me for who I am For in the eyes’ of God we are all perfect And one day, we will all have wings To fly to our home in heaven Where we all belong I’m the bully you try to hide from, as I walk the halls I’m as tough as tough can be, you don’t want to mess with me But on the inside, I’m trying to overcome my shyness, my insecurity At night I cry as my father beats me, and I pray to God for salvation Don’t laugh at me for who I am For in the eyes’ of God we are all perfect And one day, we will all have wings To fly to our home in heaven Where we all belong I’m the one who got my heart broke by your unkind words Who thought life couldn’t go on when you went to walk with someone new I’m scared inside and out, afraid to let people in, for fear of getting hurt I feel so small and unloved, and there’s no one to hold me Don’t laugh at me for who I am For in the eyes’ of God we are all perfect And one day, we will all have wings To fly to our home in heaven Where we all belong I’m the one who passes you by, the weak, the unwanted I try to look the other way when I see you hurt, dying I’m the one who calls you names, who never held you when you cried I need love just as much as you, but I don’t know how to show it |