I close my eyes. To the sound of the sky and I see. Birds in the trees in pastures green. Nothing to do. With the time or the place I perceive. The rush of the sea beneath my feet. Such a lovely world. Oh so magical. Precious like a pearl. Wrapped up in a shell. Build your house of stone. On a bed of sand. Time and tide will rise. Washing through your hands. Hear your heart. See the love. Feel the soul lift up. Hear your heart. See the love. Feel the soul lift up. I lift my eyes. To the sound in the sky and I hear it. A voice on the breeze is so serene. Nothing to do. With the time or the place but I feel it. Like dust on the moon beneath my feet. Such a lovely world. Oh so magical. So the story goes. Sing the madrigal. What a lovely world. Waxing lyrical. See the lies unfold. Hear the miracle. So the story goes.... The lies and the miracle unfold. Fresh like a pearl. wrapped in a shell. Build your house of stone on a bed of sand. Time and tide will rise. To wash tru' your hands. Feel your soul lift up. Hear your heart see the love. Feel your soul lift up. I lift my eyes to the sound in the sky. And I hear it. A voice in the breeze so serene.