Lark in the Clear Air - Colleen Raney
Dear thoughts are in my mind
And my soul is 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 we shall hear
All my fond heart would say
I shall tell her all my love
And my soul's sweet adoration
And I think she will hear me
And he will not and say nay
It is this that gives my soul
All it's joyous elation
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
It is this that gives my soul
All it's joyous elation
As I hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day