To say you've heard the vision bell,
Means that everything you say is what i'm looking for.
The sounds you see the sights you smell,
The shapes your words are forming
Form a necessary world.
We'll keep the sun for the morning,
But don't tell your heart...
The patterns of our words collide,
To make a common sense when they are woven in our minds.
Blanket thoughts so kept untold,
And keeping it that way will keep us
Singing through our eyes.
We'll keep the sun for the morning,
But don't tell your heart...
All the same,
What we're looking for is all the same,
But somehow i'm still looking, oh,
Still listening all the same.
So now you've heard the vision bell,
Everything you say is what i'm looking for.
The sounds you see the sights you smell,
The shapes your words are forming
Form a necessary world.
We'll keep the sun for the morning,
But don't tell your heart...
Don't tell your heart...