Her Voice - Graham Phillips

Where did she go?

Where can she be?

When will she come again

Calling to me?

Calling to me…

Calling to me…

Somewhere there’s a girl

Who’s like the shimmer of the wind upon the water

Somewhere there’s a girl

Who’s like the glimmer of the sunlight on the sea

Somewhere there’s a girl

Who’s like a swell of endless music

Somewhere she is singing

And her song is meant for me And her voice

It’s sweet as angels sighing

And her voice

It’s warm as summer sky

And that sound

It haunts my dreams

And spins me 'round

Until it seems

I’m flying…

Her voice

I can sense her laughter

In the ripple of the waves against the shoreline

I can see her smiling

In the moonlight as it settles on the sand

I can feel her waiting

Just beyond the pale horizon

Singing out a melody too lovely to withstand

And her voice

It’s there as dusk is falling

And her voice

It’s there as dawn steals by Pure and bright, it’s always near

All day, all night

And still I hear it calling…

Her voice

Strange as a dream…

Real as the sea…

If you can hear me now

Come set me free…

Come set me free!