|
The Lark in the Clear Air
dear thoughts are in my mind
and my soul it soars enchanted
as I hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day
for a tender beaming smile
to my hope has been granted
and tomorrow he shall hear
all my fond heart longs to say
I will tell him all my love
all my soul's pure adoration
and I know he will hear my voice
and he will not answer me nay
It's this that gives my soul
all it's joyous elation
as I hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day
It's this that gives my soul
all it's joyous elation
as I hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day
|
