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There was this little girl

shining on the world,

taken from us

In a moment of turmoil,

and she didn't deserve to be.



Where did we go wrong?

What happened to us?

How do we go on?

And who do we trust?



Little Angels coming up to heaven

the holy place,

filled with innocence,

and wandering around,

finding a hand to hold.

They walk with the Lord

upon the streets of gold!

Little Angels



Where have we been

in times like this?

Inside our hearts

our lives are a mess!



Little Angels, come to heaven.

To the holy place,

filled with your innocence,

and wander around

finding my hand to hold.

Walk with me on the streets of gold!!



Looking around to see where they are,

they are not scared.

Because in heaven the Lord is there

holding out his hand to them,

waiting there to gather them,

and building a house for them.

They are so bold,

because they what what they are now,

standing there above the clouds.

Those little angels, are ANGELS OF GOLD!!!



Little Angels come into heaven.

To the holy place,

filled with your innocence,

to wander around

finding His hand to hold.

Walk with Him on the streets of gold!!!

on the streets of gold!!!

with his hand to hold!!!



Little Angels come to heaven.

into the holy place,

filled with your innocence,

to wander around

finding His hand to hold.

Walk with Jesus on the streets of gold!!!