The Sound of Music

My heart wants to beat
Like the wings of the bird
That rise from the lake to the tree
My heart wants to sigh
Like a chime
That flys from a church on a breeze

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

To laugh like a brook
When it trips and falls over stone
In its way to sing through the night
Like a lark who 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