In the wee small hours
of the mornin`
Before the break of dawn
While the air is still and quiet
And I lie awake alone
Before the plovers go swooping
And the flowers start to bloom
The rhythm of my heartbeat
Telling me I gotta move
To the keys of my piano

I hear a song
I hear a song

My hands start moving
And the noise begin to fly
The bass starts grooving
And the beats feeling high

The melody`s familiar
Like it`s always been around
There`s somethin`
`bout it`s brand new
I can feel the power

Of the fever rising
in my bones
I`m lost in the sound
of a thousand violins
A symphony of harmony`s
about to begin
Mr. Maestro of the orchestra
raise your baton
I hear a song

When the muse comes knocking
I know I can`t refuse
And the room starts rocking
To the rhythm and blues

And the sweet choir of voices
Sing out so heavenly
Soul exploration
Is coming over me
And the music goes on and on

I`m lost in the sound
of a thousand violins
A symphony of harmony`s
about to begin
Mr. Maestro of the orchestra
raise your baton
I hear a song
I hear a song
I hear a song
I hear a song