Compositor: Jan Stevens Prostick / Robert Miller
My heart awakes to songs of the earth
In voices of meadow and breeze
In streams that flow from hills of their birth
To whispering seas
My life is just a turn of the page
A wave born and gone in the night
The earth will sing to each passing age
Receding from sight
All of your children are calling to you
How did we come to be; what should we do?
Prey to the forces we cannot control
Only by love we're made whole
All of your children are calling to you
How did we come to be; what should we do?
Prey to the forces we cannot control
Only by love we're made whole
Only by love we're made whole
Onto far horizons we sail
A guiding star held in our gaze
As seabirds trim their wings to the gale
We weather our days
High above the wandering storms
The star ever watchful will burn
You sing the world to sleep in your arms
Each day follows day in its turn