Where, oh where has our little God gone
      Oh where, oh where can he be?
      Could he be in a box, could he be in a shoe
      Could he be in a tree, or have painted himself blue
      Could he be in a prayer, could he be in a smile
      Will I find him nearby, or after awhile?

                   Always seeking, always seeking
                   Something I can't see
                   A beautiful day, a quiet space
                   The light I'll find in someone's face...

      Where, oh where has our little God gone
      Oh where, oh where can he be?
      Could he be in a church, could he be in a house
      Could he be in an owl, could he be in a mouse
      Could he be in a bird, or could he be in a bee
      I am suspecting for me, that he - is a she

                   Always seeking, always seeking
                   Something I might see
                   A beautiful day, a quiet place
                   The light I'll find in someone's face...

      Oh where, oh where can she be?
      Oh where, oh where can she be?