I was following somebody's footsteps to this placenA wind was blowing and I thought I felt you touch my facenAnd I danced on my ownnBut I wasn't alone on the hillsidenAnd I sang for the KingnI could hear angels sing in the distancennWhat a mystery, what a mysterynWhat a mystery, Your love for menYour love for mennThe stones here are worn and the flowers are torn from the very sodnIn the light of the morn, I am reborn in the sight of GodnAnd I danced on my ownnBut I wasn't alone on the hillsidenAnd I sang for the KingnI could hear angels sing in the distancennWhat a mystery, what a mysterynWhat a mystery, Your love for menYour love for mennAnd my heart's on fire, but still I desire the stillness therenThis is where it began: in the heart of one man in a night of prayernAnd I'm dancing no morenas I lose the shore from my visionnAnd there's only the soundnof a gull crying down in the distancennWhat a mystery, what a mysterynWhat a mystery, Your love for menWhat a mystery, what a mysterynWhat a mystery, Your love for menYour love for me