Lyrics

Maybe there's a light in my soul  
Maybe it flickers like a neon sign  
Outside an abandoned hotel  
  
Maybe there are things you just can't know  
But can you say there are no mysteries  
In that house you choose to dwell?  
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware  
  
Maybe there's a place where we will fly  
But some, say God is dead like Nietzsche said  
And faith has made me a fool  
  
But maybe there is more than meets the eye  
Who's that stranger, there, beside you?  
Don't be smug and don't be cruel  
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware  
  
Battles of the heart and of the mind  
We stay caught in mental purgatory  
'Til our existence can be defined  
  
Meanwhile on the shores of parallel  
There may be a holy conference held somewhere  
Discussing all mankind  
Maybe we are entertaining angels unaware  
  
I say maybe we are entertaining angels unaware  
Angels unaware  
  
Longing, reaching  
Searching, knowing  
Loving, caring  
  
Let me take you by the hand  
Lead you to the Promised Land  
And trust Him with your heart  
He'll lead you home  
  
Let me take you by the hand  
Lead you to the Promised Land  
And trust Him with your heart  
He'll lead you home  
  
Let me take you by the hand  
Lead you to the Promised Land  
Trust Him with your heart  
He'll lead you home  
  
Let me take you by the hand  
Lead you to the Promised Land  
And trust Him with your heart  
He'll lead you home  
  
Soaring, somewhere  
Longing, reaching  
Searching, knowing  
Loving, caring  
  
Soaring, somewhere

Song details

Artist: Michael W. Smith