David Phelps - Visions Of God lyrics

She gently falls asleep Her head is laid upon my lap The highway sings a lonesome lullaby My daughter here beside me My little boy is in my backseat Outlined by the headlights from behind And I ask the Lord to freeze us here in time As my son stretches out his hand to mine Silhouette sent from heaven Paint a portrait of eternal things A fleeting glimpse like a vapor Bring remembrance of what is holy Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed Come to me, sweet visions of God I hear her whisper sweetly "I made this for you, daddy" A crayon masterpiece says, 'I love you' At last a bedtime story They rush to get beneath the sheets For Peter Pan, Pinocchio, and Pooh They cling to every word until the end Then they close their eyes and drift to Never land Silhouette sent from heaven Paint a portrait of eternal things A fleeting glimpse like a vapor Bring remembrance of what is holy Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed Come to me, sweet visions of God So often I have missed him Like a shadow in the night A familiar face I fail to recognize But he is there in pigtails Peek-a-boo and piggyback rides A kiss, a gentle touch, a baby's cry And silhouette sent from heaven Paint a portrait of eternal things A fleeting glimpse like a vapor Bring remembrance of what is holy Clean and pure, unblemished and unflawed Come to me, come to me, come to me Sweet visions of God A silhouette Silhouette