From the album Holding Americana Vol. 1

Lyrics

There are already angels in heaven we are told
Walk on streets made of pure gold
Fly with wings white as fresh snow … we all know
There are angels in heaven sure they glow
I would if your will was so
But know I’m just a wretched soul ... you all know

There are angels in heaven we are told
Walk on streets made of pure gold
Fly with wings white as fresh snow … we all know
There are angels in heaven sure they glow
I would if your will was so
But know I’m just a wretched soul ... you all know

Pray tell me why does a man
Who’s an angel close at hand
Have his sunsets numbered
Days been shortened
By this mortal land
Tell me how can a man
Who’s my angel all I am
Have his sunsets shortened
Days been numbered
On this mortal land

There are already angels in heaven we are told
Walk on streets made of pure gold
Fly with wings white as fresh snow … we all know
There are angels in heaven sure they glow
I would if your will was so
But know I’m just a wretched soul ... you all know

Then tell me why does a man
Who’s my angel all I am
Have his sunsets shortened
Days been numbered
On this mortal land
Please tell me how can a man
Who’s my angel all I have
Have his sunsets shortened
Days been numbered
On this mortal land

If,
There are angels in heaven tell me Lord
Why then does he have to go
Heaven’s the perfect place I know
But it’s this world who needs him more
Who needs him more

There are already angels in heaven we all know