The angels must have smiled When you were just a child Oh to look at you then… Must have been heaven And I was just a boy Doing things that boys always do… Oh running around town Chasing heaven And we don't know just where we'll go And we can't see who we'll be But I want to be closer to heaven And I want to see us closer to heaven The angels must have flown When you had finally grown Oh to be with you then… Must have been heaven And I became a man Doing things a mans got to do Making my way Trying to make it to heaven And we don't know just where we'll go And we can't see who we'll be But I want to be closer to heaven And I want to see us closer to heaven And all these days are delicate For we don't know when we'll go So treat your days as delicate For we can't foresee tomorrow