I was walking down the sidewalk   With people from every side of life   There was an art store run by an old man   And I thought I'd stop by      I spent hours there just browsing   My imagination swept away   By these expressions of colors on canvas   Of a life not usually seen this way      Well I'm learning what knowing means   It's more than reading books about things   'Cause He is more than someone up there   In angel's wings      So wake up all you sleeping senses   For Christ plays in ten thousand places      His face is in a painting   His voice is in a song   And when my eyes are open   I see Him all day long   He speaks to us in silence   And conversations too   And sometimes when we're talking   He even speaks through you      Well I'm learning what knowing means   It's more than reading books about things   'Cause He is more than someone up there   In angel's wings      Oh wake up all your sleeping senses   For Christ plays in ten thousand places      From Him and through Him   And too Him are all things