Lark In The Clear Air

Lark in the clear air

Dear thoughts are my mind

And my soul it 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

He shall hear all my fond heart

Longs to say.

I will tell him all my love ,

All my soul's pure adoration,

And I know he will hear my voice

And he will not answer me 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.