Once in morning contemplation, soft rain conversation. Fallin' softly on my pain. And far away a bittersweet refrain. Keeps a callin' me. . It was in the early spring, hills alive with rushin' springs.
I'll play for you, I'll play for you, I'll play for you. . Tonight while the lights are shinin'. And the microphone is on, I'll play for you. So many will be the blessings.