They shine a little brighter, they feel a little more
They touch your life in ways no one has ever done before
They love a little stronger, they live to give their best
They make our lives so blest, so why do they go so soon?
The ones with souls so beautiful, I heard someone say
There must be borrowed angels, here in this life
They come along, into this world, and make this world bright
But they can't stay forever 'cause they're heaven sent
And sometimes, heaven needs them back again
They reach a little deeper, they see what's in your soul
And even when they leave you know, you'll never let them go
The world's a little richer, just 'cause they came along
Their love goes on and on, so why do they go so soon?
The ones with souls so beautiful, I heard someone say
How else can you explain why they're here and not here to stay?
I believe there must be, must be