From the guy who stopped for the child on the street
To put a dollar in her hand for something to eat
To the mother who works every hour God made

To put the kids ?through school and get the loans repaid

She's some kind of hero

He's some kind of saviour
Yeah maybe they're angels


Cause not all the angels
Not all the angels
Not all the angels sit at heaven's table


There's a woman who listens on the all night phone
To another lost soul trying to get back home

I've seen a guy pull a stranger from a burning wreck
In the beat of a heart give his very last breath


That's some kind of hero
She's some kind of saviour
Yeah maybe they're angels


Cause not all the angels
Not all the angels


Not all the angels sit at heaven's table


Yeah some say they're heroes

And some call them saviours But I think they're angels

Cause not all the angels

Not all the angels