Every little hour - every little day -

every little mile along the long, long way,

I can hear You calling.

I can hear You sing.

I can hear Your Music in the winds of Spring.

Anytime I wonder - anytime I say -

"Don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.

"I can hear You whisper, softer than a sigh -

"Don't worry about 'where' -

Babe -think about 'why'."

A roaring in the wind.

A whisper on the breeze.

Morning birdsong drifting through the forest trees.

Somewhere in the heart, where time has sorted it all-

I can hear You sing. I can hear You call.

Every little memory Every little dreamshining

like the sunlight on a mountain stream.

Down the years I hear it. Through the soul it rings.

I can hear You calling. I can hear You sing.

Anywhere I wander, whether high or low,I

hear You in the thunder - I feel You in the snow.

Even when I'm lonely, we're never far apart.

I can hear You drumming a solo in my heart.

A roaring in the wind. A whisper on the breeze.

Morning birdsong drifting through the forest trees.

Somewhere in the heart, where time has stored it all,

I can hear You sing! I can hear You call!