Heaven's Table
For the guy who stoppedFor the child in the streetTo put a dollar in his hand for something to eatAnd to the mother who works every hour God's madeTo put the kids through schoolAnd get the loans repaid
She's some kind of heroYou're some kind of saviorYa maybe they're angelsCause now there will be angelsNow there will be angelsNow there will be angelsNow there will be angelsSitting at heavens table
There's a woman who listens on the all night phoneTo another lost soul trying to get back homeI've seen a guy pull a stranger from a burning brickIn the beat of a heart give his very last breath
Some say they're heroesSome call them saviorsBut I think they're angels
Now there will be angelsNow there will be angelsNow there will be angelsSitting at heavens table
Some say they're heroesSome call them saviorsBut I think they're angels
Now there will be angelsNow there will be angelsNow there will be angelsSitting at heavens table