Kristin Chenoweth - Borrowed angels

l^Bittle brighter, they feel a little more They touch ^Gyour life in w^Aays no one has e^Bver done before They love C#m A little s^C#tronger, they live to give their b^Best T^D#mhey make our lives so b^F#mlest, so why do they go so soon? The ones with souls so beautiful, I heard ^G#msomeone say There must b^Be borrowed angels, here in this life

w^F#orld ^Bbright

c^G#mause they’re ^Bheaven ^Esent And sometimes, h^Beaven needs them back again

^A They reach a ^Glittle deeper, they see w^Bhat’s in your soul And even when they leave you know, you’ll never let t^F#hem go

w^Borld’s a little richer, just ’cause they c^Aame along ^GTheir love goes o^G#mn and on, so why do they go so s^Eoon? The ones with s^Bouls so beautiful, I heard someone s^Eay There must be borrowed angels, here i^F#n this life T^Bhey come along, into this world, a^G#mnd make t^Ehis world bright They can’t s^Dtay ^Aforever, ’cause they’re h^Ceaven ^Gsent And sometimes, h^Deaven needs them back again H^Bow else can you explain why they’re here and n^C#mot here to stay? I^F# believe there must

^Bbe, must be Borrowed ^C#mangels, here in ^Ethis life They come along, into this ^G#mworld, and m^Eake this world bright T^Bhey can’t stay forever, ’cause there h^Aeaven sent A^Gnd sometimes heaven ^Aneeds them back ^Bagain And sometimes heaven needs them back again