lark in the clear air
dear thoughts are 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 is 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 is this that gives my soul
all it’s joyous elation,
as i hear the sweet lark sing
in the clear air of the day.