Text: Mark McGuinn. One Of Their Own.

She's as close to perfect as I am far away
She touches me and instantly I find myself
Standing outside Heaven's gate

That's just something about her
I quit trying to figure out
I find myself no longer walking through
That valley of the shadow of a doubt

The angels must be watching over one of their own
Heaven is at hand anytime that she's close
I hear distant voices singing glorious songs
Don't ask me I know I just know, I know
That the angels must be watching over one of their own

There's a glow about her
And I am drawn into her light
She smiles at me and suddenly
There's peace and understanding
Like I have never known in my life

She says, she comes from Memphis
And I know she could never lie
But just how the heck did Memphis
Get higher than the stars in the sky

The angels must be watching over one of their own
Heaven is at hand anytime that she's close
I hear distant voices singing glorious songs
Don't ask me I know I just know I know
That the angels must be watching over one of their own

The angels, angels, angels must be watching
Over one of their own
The angels, angels, angels must be watching
Over one of their own