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)