Look Out My Window

Look out my window See what I see Watching the birds fly Believing in me, As here comes my music Then here comes my soul Just like the wind is And towards me she will blow, For I hear the music That's playing in my mind And I hear the voices Singing in rhyme For they will sing to me While watching the trees Listen my music Please listen to me. Outside my window I again hear your song You sing what I wrote you As I wrote you no wrong, As you are the beauty Beauty, in the air You are my music You’ve always been there. Outside my window And outside my life That is where my music is Outside our lives. Randy L. McClave