The Sound Of Music

My day in the hills has come to an end, I know

A star has come out, to tell me it's time to go

But deep in the dark green shadows

Are voices that urge me to stay

So I pause and I wait and I listen

For one more sound, or one more lovely thing

That the hills might say

The hills are alive with the sound of music

With songs they have sung for a thousand years

The hills fill my heart with the sound of music

My heart wants to sing every song it hears

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise

From the lake to the trees

My heart wants to sigh like the sound of a chime that flies

From a church on a breeze

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls

Over stones in its way

To sing to the night

Like a lark that is learning to pray

I go to the hills when my heart is lonely

I know I will hear what I've heard before

My heart will be blessed with the sound of music

And I'll sing once more