Faces from the places of my life, Leaving traces in the spaces of my mind. All these faces from the places of my life, They're leaving traces in the spaces of my mind.
And I sit here looking at the sky, For a glimpse of your glory passing by, But all I see ...
Up on the mountain tops of Switzerland, Along the ocean shore of Oregon, Looked in cathedrals and the colleges, Looked everywhere, but I still see more, In these faces ...
You never know until they're gone, How much of God was written on, That precious face you thought you knew.