Fly High Little Angel
Copyright 1999 by David Alan Cates. All Rights Reserved.
| [VERSE 1] |
| I heard it on the news last night, something just ain't right |
| How could someone do such a thing |
| She was only four years old, life must have felt so cold |
| And I can't help but wondering |
| [VERSE 2] |
| Why some are blessed by God above, growing up with hope and love |
| Others only pain and suffering |
| She never had the chance to laugh out loud, chase a dream, or paint a cloud |
| Never got to hear a choir sing |
| [CHORUS] |
| Fly high, little angel, leave your fears on the ground |
| There's a place for you in the stars above, noone can ever bring you down |
| Nevermore will you be afraid, now it's time to spread your wings |
| Fly high, little angel, to the cloud that holds your dreams |
| [VERSE 3] |
| I know it happens every day, some just choose to run away |
| never to be heard from again |
| Can we ever turn the page, move beyond this misplaced rage |
| Will the stories ever end |
| [VERSE 4] |
| And though I never heard her name, it hit me hard just the same |
| From afar I heard a church bell ring |
| Maybe now she can laugh out loud, chase a dream upon a cloud |
| Maybe now she can hear a choir sing |
| [REPEAT CHORUS] |