Angels

I wish I was your bride
Walking down the aisle
Maybe my skin'd smell sweeter
If I only had a flower to throw
A flower to throw
And you're not my mother
Because I've only got one
And you're not my sister
Because I ain't got none, no
Late at night I swear that I hear angels
I close my eyes and I can hear them call for you
I wait in line to see if I can make it, fake it too
And you can have my pearls
If I can wear that ring
Maybe that gold would shine brighter if
If I was only holding that thing
But I ain't got a ring
I hold my head and cry out for you, Jesus
Hold my hand and catch me as I fall away
I can't fool myself
'Cause you know well
That seeing and believing
Are the same damn thing