I was walking home from school on a cold winter day, took a short cut through the woods, and I lost my way. It was getting late and I was scared and alone. But then a kind old man took my hand and led me home. Now, Mama couldn't see him, oh, but he was standing there. And I knew in my heart he was the answer to my prayers. Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us with a line of love. When life held trouble times and had me down on my knees, there's always been someone to come along and comfort me. A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand, a phone call from a friend just to say, I understand. But ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road that someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope? Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us with a line of love. They wear so many faces, show up in the strangest places to grace us with their mercy in our time of need. Everybody sing the song. Oh, I believe there are angels among us, sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us with a line of love. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how to live, to teach us how to give, to guide us with a line of love. To guide us with a line of... It's love! It's love! It's love! We love you Atlanta, Georgia! We love you!