I was never alive...
til the day I was blessed with you.
When I hold you late at night...
I know what I was put here to do.
I turn off the world and listen to you sigh,
and I will sing my angel's lullaby.
Know one's forever near...
the one you can always call.
Right now all you know to fear...
are the shadows on your wall.
But I'm here close enough to kiss the tears you cry,
and I will sing my angel's lullaby.
So tell me how to stop the years from racin'.
Is there a secret someone knows?
I'll never catch all the memories I'm chasin'.
Never be ready to let go.
So when the world seems cold...
it feels like all of your strength is gone.
Believe in one tiny voice...
your reason to carry on.
And when I'm not close enough to kiss the tears you cry...
You will sing your angel's lullaby.
Let this be my angel's lullaby.
~Richard Marx