Who can tell me if we have heaven, who can say the way it should be; Moonlight holly, the Sappho Comet, Angel's tears below a tree. You talk of the break of morningas you view the new aurora, Cloud in crimson, the key of heaven, one love carved in acajou. One told me of China Roses, One a ...

词/ 曲/ **** *** ** * My life goes on in endless song above earth’s lamentations, I hear the real, though far-off hymn that hails a new creation. Through all the tumult and the strife I hear it’s music ringing, It sounds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing? ...