Heaven Watches Over Fools Like Me

(J. Grindele - W. Gibbons - T. Hatch)



We married young and people said

That I was still too wild

But love accept no boundary

She soon grew heavy with my child.



And she never seems to notice

The little hurtin' things I do

If she did she let me make things right

By saying I love you.



There must be a thousand angels

Watching night and day

Just making sure that fools like me

Don't throw their lives away.



But she's still here it's prove enough

For anyone to see

That heaven watches over

Fools like me.



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There were times when I noticed

A certain sadness in her eyes

And other things like waking to hear

Her crying in the night.



And I wonder just how many other

Heartaches I fail to see

Looking back I ask myself

What made her stand by me?



There must be a thousand angels

Watching night and day

Just making sure that fools like me

Don't throw their lives away.



But she's still here it's prove enough

For anyone to see

That heaven watches over

Fools like me.



That heaven watches over

Fools like me...