Surprised by Joy, a song

I went looking in the strangest of places

In fleeting dreams and the thrill of the chase

And just when I thought I had glimsped your face

You vanished away without a trace

And I went looking in the strangest of thrills

At breakneck speeds with no time to kill

But the goblet got drained and it never got filled

Cause the higher I climbed the harder I fell

But in the scent of Russian olive breeze

The Holy Spirit brings me to my knees

I found you in the rain on a windowsill

A cross-shaped shadow on a holy hill

Cause you were alwyas there 

In the corner of my eyes

But somehow you know 

I didn't recognize it

You have so many mysteries 

That you use to disguiese it

In the sparkle of a baby's smile

In the spark when lovers reconcile

He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!

Of Joy!He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!

And I went looking for the strangest of fun

For something new somewhere under the sun

And just when I thought my searching was done

I looked for you there and discovered you gone

But in a scent of Russian olive breeze

The Holy Spirit brings me to my knees

I found you in the rain on a windowsill

A cross-shaped shadow on a holy hill

Cause you were alwyas there 

In the corner of my eyes

But somehow you know 

I didn't recognize it

You have so many mysteries 

That you use to disguiese it

In the sparkle of a baby's smile

In the spark when lovers reconcile

He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!

Of Joy!He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!

Joyful, Joyful we adore thee

God of mercy Lord of Love

Hearts unfold like flowers before thee

Opening to the Sun above!

Cause you were alwyas there 

In the corner of my eyes

But somehow you know 

I didn't recognize it

You have so many mysteries 

That you use to disguiese it

In the sparkle of a baby's smile

In the spark when lovers reconcile

He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!

Of Joy!He had no clue this little boy

That all the while he was kissing the face of joy!