Riley Armstrong Watching Out For Tristy
Her mom loves it when she smiles
When she's playing with the stars she's found
Time wants to take her eyes
But she'd rather watch her stars return into the sky
Her mom loves it when she prays
Jesus be gentle with the stars I sent you
She's always been so brave
As she lays her head down in the lap of his grace
There are angels watching out for tristyn
There are angels keepign her warm.
Her mom loves it when she laughs
Despite the circumstance her stars can be funny
She paints a simple view
Of her favorite things and the shape of her feelings
Her mom loves it when she is strong
When she puts her big girl on and shines pretty
But sometimes she's scared of the dark
And that's when the stars turn into dreams and line her heart
There are angels watching out for tristyn
There are angels keeping her warm.
And there are angels watching out for tristyn
There are angels keeping her warm
There are angels watching out for tristyn
There are angels keeping her warm.
