Her mom loves it when she smiles
When she's playing with the stars she's found
and 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.

And there are angels
Watching out for Tristyn
And there are angels
Keeping her warm.

Her mom loves it when she laughs
dispite the circumstance her stars can be funny
and she paints a simple view
of her favorite things
and the shapes of her feelings

Her mom loves it when shes strong
when she puts her big girl on and shines pretty
But sometimes she's scared of the dark
and thats when the starts turn into dreams
and light her heart

And there are angels
watching out for Tristyn, Yea
and there are angels
keeping her warm, ohh warm
and there are angels
watching out tristyn, yea yea
and there are angels

Keeping her warm , yea yea
Keeping her warm, yea yea yea
Keeping her warm, yea yea
Keeping her warm, yea yea

And there are angels
watching out for tristyn
and there are angels
keeping her warm.