Hopes and Dreams

If only I could see the mountains once again,

The beauty of their splendour and their grace,

If only I could see their reflection in the lake,

I’d know that I had found my favourite place,

Where bells ring and angels sing.

If only I could see the golden trees once more

Whose leaves flutter gently to the ground,

If only I could see the sunlight through the pines

I’d know that my favourite place I’d found,

Where bells ring and angels sing.

If only I could see the eagles in their quest

To fly the brightest sky of azure blue,

If only for a day a glimpse of heaven I could see,

Then I’d know that hopes and dreams come true,

Where bells ring and angels ever sing.