When my little girl gets that sleep in her eyes,
And she settles in with her head on my chest,
Why do I feel like my heart´s gonna burst?
That I´m willing to die for this angel at rest?

And why am I filled with unshakeable faith,
When I look at that child so fragile and sweet?
There´s something eternal I see in her face,
Something much more than her mother and me.

Maybe I´m looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He´s smiling back at me.

Why do I feel like the smallest of things,
When I try to count all the stars in the sky?
When I see the world that we´re in at it´s worst,
Why do I feel like it´ll all be all right?

I can´t see the wind as it moves through the trees.
So how do I know that I know that I know,
That somebody out there is speaking to me?
Saying: "I love you and you´re not alone."

Maybe I´m looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He´s smiling back at me.

Oh, I know that I know that I know that He´s out there.
Somebody?s out there.
When I look at the beauty around me,
And the love that surrounds me.

Maybe I´m looking at the face of God.
Makes me think I may be looking at the face of God,
And He´s smiling back at me.
Maybe I´m looking at the face of God.
And He´s smiling back at me.