(Bob DiPiero/Rivers Rutherford/Tom Shapiro)



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.