Small dusty hands

Small
Dusty hands
Building houses in the sand
We are sons
We are daughters of the King
Still it is hidden
What we are meant to become
One day
The veil will tear apart
We shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
We shall be like Him
Like Him
Like Him
Oh we shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
Oh oh oh
Just like Him
Oh oh oh
See Him now
Waiting
Watching clouds
Keeping quiet in the crowd
Now
I am a child
A simple soul and wild
My eyes
Still blurred by the morning haze
One look
Changes everything I know
Gone
The shadow of my old face
We shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
We shall be like Him
Like Him
Like Him
Oh we shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
Behold what love
The Father gives
He calls us His
The Father gives
He calls us His
The Father gives
He calls us His
Pure and holy
True and worthy
Found at last
We shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
We shall be like Him
Like Him
Like Him
Oh we shall be like Him
When we see Him as He is
As He is
Finally free
Just like Him
Just like Him
See Him now
Clear as day