With you right here beside me, we'd have had the world between us.
Had I allowed your hand to guide me, like a perfect stroke of genius.
I might have noticed right beneath my very nose.
As I was thrashing through the thorns, I stumbled on the rose.

Chorus:
Oh if every angel near and far, knew how beautiful you really are.
Then heaven might go right to sleep, its work complete.

I do believe you can carry, twice the weight of every suffering fool.
And either wisdom that you share, we wouldn't have these tears to stroll through.
I might have noticed I'd forgotten what I'd set out to win.
And where I wanted to arrive is where you've always been.

Chorus:
Oh if every angel near and far, knew how beautiful you really are.
Then heaven might go right to sleep, its work complete.

For every prize on earth I might've won, I'd trade them all away for just this one.
Just the sight of heaven getting it right.

Chorus:
Oh if every angel near and far, knew how beautiful you really are.
Then heaven might go right to sleep, its work complete.