Sunday afternoon
The world turned upside down
No weatherman would've known this
The darkest storm to come around
I'd hold you in my arms
But God holds you closer now
The missing piece of me
Yet to be found
Mom had on a black dress
Brother, a velcro tie
Everyone wore tears
While dad was wearing white
As they lowered down his casket
Heaven opened up the sky
When hearts are broken
It's easy to forget
That angels need to fly
No amount of time
Can heal what has been wounded
No
Stories and pictures don't do you justice
I'd give anything to be in your presence
For the first time
I'd hold you in my arms
But God has got a plan for you
They say goodbye for now
But goodbye is just too soon
My soul sewn in a black dress
My face behind a mask
Lost in a million pieces
Feeling just like shattered glass
Like rainbows after rain that disappear into the sky
Now an empty chair at our table to remind
That angels need to fly
Fly
Fly
Fly away to a better place
Better place
Fly
Fly
Remember my face
Ooh
I'll remember yours
Mmm