The Sound of Music

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds That rise from the lake to the trees 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, it wants to sing every song it hears My heart wants to sigh like a chime That flies from a church on a breeze 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, it wants to sing (my heart, it wants to sing) Every song it hears (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 a chime That flies from a church on a breeze I go to the hills (to love) When my heart is lonely (like a brook, when it trips) I know I will hear (and falls over stones) What I've heard before (on its way) My heart will be blessed (to sing) With the sound of music (through the night) And I'll sing once more (like a lark who's learning to pray)