Hymn to the Secret Heart
Andreas Vollenweider, Jim Hart
Could there be a secret heart beneath the star
Where snowflakes fall for you, and you alone?
They pass this world into, and touch your gentle dreams
And all is calm and all is just the way it seems
To feel the place, within your soul
That dates, bright, ancient, Kings
To seek the star, to touch the land
Humbly following
To feel the place, within your soul
That place, like ancient Kings
To seek the star, to touch the land
Humbly following
So humbly following
So humbly following
