Something's happening down by the shore There is a blind man who is not blind anymore Everybody's talking - how can this be? A little mud, a gentle touch, and now he can see He squints up at the light And he wipes the tears away And he whispers when he sees his healer's face
CHORUS: Oh - this is what love looks like Oh - this is what love looks like I never dreamed I would see such a sight This is what love looks like.
There is no sorrow in all the world Deep as a father's who has lost his little girl He begs the healer - come to her side A whispered word, the daughter stirs And now she's alive And over by the door Her father stands amazed And when he tells the story he will say
CHORUS
Well I have seen it too, in the ways a soul can see When I doubt like Thomas all these things are shown to me The nail prints in his hand, the wound deep in his side The body has been broken but his arms are open wide
CHORUS
Compositores: Carolyn Bernice Arends, James Wayland Patton (Wayland Patton) ECAD: Obra #14082794