Gentle angel, won’t you lift me to the heavens?

With the fluffy white wings you call love

And as I drift into your nostalgic dance

Won’t you lead me along a path of miracles

For a miracle is what I would need to be worthy of you

When December’s breeze chills my bones

And all I have is myself to hold

I know your divine coat will keep me warm

When July’s heat exhausts my soul

And all I have is the will of myself

I know your blessed love will drive me home

So, carry me with your heavenly arms

As your love lifts me higher than anything else

And when times get rough, cradle me with those blissful hands

For your love is the most beautiful thing I know

When my home is with you, in your caring arms

And the outside world becomes too much,

My gentle angel, won’t you take me home?