California Shore

I woke up standing at Niagara's waterfall
When I realized how you show yourself
In things both great and small
I never noticed them at all
But are these not your hands that hold us?
And your arms that do enfold us?
My back yard lit up by five hundred fireflies
How wonderful to walk your world with open eyes

Chorus
People nowadays tell me
That you're not speaking anymore
But what was it that I heard you say?
Standing on the California shore
The Pacific Ocean was on fire

I zipped my jacket up against the northern breeze
October first in Baltimore and autumn clothed the trees
It dropped to 45 degrees
I stayed for hours but couldn't go yet
I didn't want to miss the sunset
A waning moon in Indiana's midnight sky
How wonderful to walk your world with open eyes

Chorus

But all these wonders can't compare with you
My God who put them there
Words of mind can't do you justice I won't try
But I feel blessed to walk your world with open eyes