copyright Maria McKee, Patrick Sugg
When there's music all around No conductor in the stand When the singing is like sobbing With no method to the sound There's a voice that reminds me not to fret It's the one that rings out above the rest There's a song, sets me free There's a chain, a chain of voices There's a sound like a trumpet Blowing out across the sea There's a beat from the center of the wind With the heat from the keeper of the flame There's a breath moving sweetly
When I feel I cannot move
When I'm riding with the angels With my feel like the wind When I'm riding with the angels With my wings like the eagle There's a voice that reminds me not to fret It's the one that rings out above the rest There's a song, sets me free