The Sound Of Music

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
 (Every song that it hears)
 My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
 That rise from the lake to the trees (to the trees)
 My heart wants to sigh like a chime
 That flies from a church on a breeze
 To laugh like a brook when it trips
 And falls over stones on its way (on 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