There’s A Magic In The

Enough Of Dreams! No Longer Mock The Burdened Hearts Of Men! Not On The Cloud, But On The Rock Build Thou Thy Faith Again; O Range No More The Realms Of Air, Stoop To The Glen-bound Streams; Thy Hope Was All Too Like Despair: Enough, Enough Of Dreams.

Heart Of My Heart, The World Is Young; Love Lies Hidden In Every Rose!

Oh, Grown-ups Cannot Understand, And Grown-ups Never Will, How Short The Way To Fairyland Across The Purple Hill.

Heart Of My Heart, We Are One With The Wind, One With The Clouds That Are Whirled O'er The Lea, One In Many, O Broken And Blind, One As The Waves Are At One With The Sea! Ay! When Life Seems Scattered Apart, Darkens, Ends As A Tale That Is Told, One, We Are One, O Heart Of My Heart, One, Still One, While The World Grows Old.

Your God Still Walks In Eden, Between The Ancient Trees, Where Youth And Love Go Wading Through Pools Of Primroses. And This Is The Sign We Bring You, Before The Darkness Fall, That Spring Is Risen, Is Risen Again, That Life Is Risen, Is Risen Again, That Love Is Risen, Is Risen Again, And Love Is Lord Of All.