My carpet is the desert
My ceiling is the sky
The clouds my only pillow
The moon is my nightlight
Looking at this world amazed
I finally understand
You're the reason I was saved
You are why I am
And it's just like church to me
Makes me want to bow down
Worship Your reality
Your voice is on the wind
Oh, Lord wherever I am
It's just like church to me
A mother holds her baby
And a farmer plants his seed
A husband who stays faithful
A God who lives in me
Everywhere I look I see
The wonder of Your hand
The miracle of who You are
Is painted on this land
'Cause it's just like church to me
Makes me want to bow down
Worship Your reality
Your voice is on the wind
Oh, Lord wherever I am
It's just like church to me
Let me sing Your praises to
The earth, the sky and sea
All of Your creation
On the cross You gave to me
And it's just like, just like church to me
Makes me want to bow down
Worship Your reality
It's just like church to me
Just like church to me