Hogg/Bainbridge (The result of a journey to Western Ireland)
I was following somebody's footsteps to this place A wind was blowing And I thought I felt you touch my face And I danced on my own But I wasn't alone on the hillside And I sang for the king I could hear angels sing in the distance
What a mystery, what a mystery What a mystery, Your love for me, Your love for me
The stones here are worn And the flowers are torn from the very sod In the light of the morn I am reborn in the sight of God And I danced on my own But I wasn't alone on the hillside And I sang for the king I could hear angels sing in the distance
What a mystery, what a mystery What a mystery, Your love for me, Your love for me
And my heart's on fire But still I desire the stillness there This is where it began In the heart of one man in a night of prayer And I'm dancing no more As I lose the shore from my vision And there's only the sound Of a gull crying down in the distance
What a mystery, what a mystery What a mystery, Your love for me, Your love for me