There is an everlasting song on my lips
I got up early so I don't let that song slip
And mighty is the voice I'm singing with
It beats out all the dread
Defeats the hours of darkness

There is an everlasting promise to be made
My ink is wet, there is no paper could contain
The depth of feeling that I pledge to you
Solemn as the sea, solemn as the sea

There is an everlasting morning near the sun
It burns a hole in my heart, makes me want to run
And I would run all day if they give me the choice
I hear your voice, I hear your voice
I hear your voice

There is an everlasting gladness of the heart
The stranger looks at me and loves me as I am
One day I stand upon the river's scared shore
And feel the sun, I'll feel the sun

There is an everlasting sadness all around
It's bigger than the news, from this you cannot run
A woman's magazine, a column in the mail
Can't help you now, can't help you now

I love the summer birds, they sing no word of lie (I love the summer birds they sing)
The air is cruel the frost will catch them as they fly (the air is cruel the frost will catch them as they fly)
But glorious the sun returns to wake the year
They show no fear, they show no fear
They show no fear

Copyright: Spirit Music Group
Writer(s): Christopher Thomas Geddes, Richard William Colburn, Robert Michael Kildea, Sarah Ann Martin, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Stuart Lee Murdoch