The stars
The stars
The stars
Gentle bells say three
New bells you tell me
How the old one sounded
When they crashed to the ground
The night the church burned down
How Hymn books flaming flew
In to the sky escaping souls
Fireflies
It's hard now to imagine
That this God had ever saw such
Soaring drama
When the stars
When the gentle bells say 3
Kisses you and me