Just One Angel

Every Sunday God wakes up to everybody's problems
All those voices asking for forgiveness
Half asleep he waves his hand to quickly mass absolve them
Wondering why he constantly relives this
I don't want to take that time away
From someone who might really need
A sign from God that day
Angel Michael on his knees
Trying to find the time to help us
I don't need such expertise
I could never be that selfish
Isn't there a minor angel
Not an angel one might miss
I can talk to, I can turn to
There to handle this
Sunday morning in the choir
I'm the one who's singing off key
By my bedside in the darkness
I will say my prayers so softly
Isn't there a lonely angel
Not an angel fully booked
I can call on, I can sing to
Someone overlooked
Just one angel
Just one angel
Angel only I can see
Just one angel
Just one angel
Watching over me
Sometimes when my heart is full
It makes me feel a bit frenetic
Fallen angel takes the bullet
Wouldn't that be so poetic
Isn't there a private angel
Unremembered, underused
Second angel, No one's angel
Someone God excused
Just one angel
Just one angel
Angel only I can see
Just one angel
Just one angel
Watching over me
All those days and nights
God slaved to give us creature comforts
Why would we have free will
If he thought we'd always call
Maybe it's a lack of sleep
That keeps him feeling vengeful
Maybe he'd be sweet and soft
If he could have his Sundays off
Just one angel
Just one angel
Angel only I can see
Just one angel
Just one angel
Watching over me