The hills are alive with the sound of music 
 With songs they have sung for a thousand years 
 The hills fill my heart with the sound of music 
 My heart wants to sing every song it hears 
 
 My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds 
 that rise from the lake to the trees 
 My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies 
 from a church on a breeze 
 To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over 
 stones on its way 
 To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray 
 
 I go to the hills when my heart is lonely 
 I know I will hear what I've heard before 
 My heart will be blessed with the sound of music 
 And I'll sing once more
life, from my point of view :)