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

So I look and I wait and I listen

For the voices that urge me to stay

Yes I look and I wait and I listen

For one more sound

One more 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 chime that flies from a church on a breeze

To laugh like a brook as it trips and falls over stones on its way

To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to prey

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.