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 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 laugh)

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 is learning to pray)