Hope is a precious commodity in the midst of healing. For me and for many the gift of song can lift us when all else fails.
In the newborn rays of the morning sun
When the weaver of light’s work is done
You can catch the shimmer that rides the dawn
That will sing you, carry you on.
A song will rise to guide your way
A simple call to greet the day.
When footsteps falter and paths have strayed
A song will rise to guide your way.
And if your dreams are dancing out of your sight
And if your sighs become the songs of the night
Just listen for one moment.
A song will rise to guide your way
A simple call to greet the day.
When footsteps falter and paths have strayed
A song will rise to guide your way.
A song will rise to guide your way
A simple call to greet the day.
When footsteps falter and paths have strayed
A song will rise to guide you, rise to guide you,
Rise to guide your way.