From the recording Down These Streets
Lyrics
There are some fingerprints
made by little hands
on the walls inside our home
and there’s some little clothes
in the dresser drawer
in the room just down the hall
And I can still hear the laughter
echo in the hall
and I can still hear the bouncing of
a little rubber ball
and I can still hear mommy
cry when she’s alone
because her little angel
has gone home
Well there’s a box toys
at the foot of the bed
gifts from days gone by
and there’s some roller skates
that little hands had laced
in the corner now untied
And I can still
hear the laughter
of our little child
and I can still remember
a little face that always smiled
and I can still hear mommy
cry because you’ve gone
God's sweetest little angel
has gone home
Oh I promise when I hold those things
once held by little hands
I’ll remember not to blame myself
and I will try to understand
Although I can not touch you now
I can’t feel your warm embrace
I’ll trust that God
now holds you in His Grace
I’ll trust that God
now holds you in my place.