Angel's Hand

ANGEL’S HAND
(Written by Andrew Carswell, Nadine Budge, John Bartholomeusz)

I’ve never seen the sky so blue, I’ve never seen such light
I’ve never seen a bird sit and sing at the end of a lonesome flight
I never knew when I woke today I’d touch an angel’s hand
I never knew I’d stand on rock, instead of the shifting sand

I’ve never seen an ocean wave break with mane so white
I’ve never seen the sands on the shore gleam and shine so bright

I never knew when I woke today I’d touch an angel’s hand
I never knew I’d stand on rock, instead of the shifting sand

I’ve never seen a tree stand tall and reach out for the sun
I’ve never seen the grass so green or heard an old river run

I never knew when I woke today I’d touch an angel’s hand
I never knew I’d stand on rock, instead of the shifting sand

I’ve never seen a baby’s smile light up all of the world
I’ve never seen anything as pure in the form of a baby girl

I never knew when I woke today I’d touch an angel’s hand
I never knew I’d stand on rock, instead of the shifting sand