The Lark In The Clear Air

Cathy Jordan

Compositor: Cathy Jordan

Dear thoughts are in my mind
And my soul soars enchanted
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
For a tender beaming smile
To my hope has been granted
And tomorrow she shall hear
All my fond heart would say

I shall tell her all my love
All my soul's adoration
And I think she will hear
And will not say me nay
It is this that gives my soul
All its joyons elation
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day