Gently the wind stealsInto the night
And brings my Lord
Home to me.
Over the mountains
And through the canyons
Love is calling
Like raindrops softly falling.
LIke an eagle soaring
Gliding with outstrectched wings,
Pick me up with your love
And fly me to tomorrow.
Where angels dwell
And stories we tell
Will last within our hearts
Until the final dream ends.
And brings my Lord
Home to me.
Over the mountains
And through the canyons
Love is calling
Like raindrops softly falling.
LIke an eagle soaring
Gliding with outstrectched wings,
Pick me up with your love
And fly me to tomorrow.
Where angels dwell
And stories we tell
Will last within our hearts
Until the final dream ends.