from the guy who stopped for the child in the street
to put a dollar in his hand for something to eat
to the mother who works every hour God's made
to put the kids through school and the loans repaid
she's some kind of hero
he's some kind of savior
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 gave his very last breath
that's some kind of hero
she's some kind of savior
yeah, maybe they're angels
'cause not all the angels
not all the angels
not all the angels sit at heaven's table
some say they'r heroes
some call them saviors
but i think they're angels
'cause not all the angels
not all the angels
not all the angels sit at heaven's table
heaven's table
'cause not all the angels
not all the angels sit at heaven's table
heaven's table
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