My head was down as bad my day had come
a life on here had done me harm a place that few do roam  
was standing in the queue of life to pay my way ahead
That was until i realised my life was still to had

It wasnt me that changed my mind it was the queue I'm in
The angel standing next to me did have it ... but she grinned
That smile of hope and wishing why its her and not the truth
that god was trying to claim his angel early in her youth

I let her pass a chit and chat ...her taste for life not gone
my head did shake to what i had ...and what I had to come
So sorrow gone for my poor past ..just future and look up
no shuffling down my feet in line
a life is to be had    
a life is to be had