My heart beats to the rhythm,
It dances like a butterfly,
In tge glimmering glory of His love
Which flows like a waterfall from above
Oceans way from home,
My destination lost in the hazy horizons,
Engulfed in loneliness I still find peace,
My mountain of hope and belief still stands
The beat of His love makes my heart dance
A song of hope even in blues
I feel revivified like drenched leaves
After a midsummer rain
And I forget all the pain
I soar and dive like ocean tides
In the golden sunrise
When He commands dark storms to be still
Nothing can bring me down
To His name only I bow
He's the stringer of this song called life
The pianist who makes my heart to dance
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
My heart beats to the rhythm,
It dances like a butterfly,
In tge glimmering glory of His love
Which flows like a waterfall from above
Oceans way from home,
My destination lost in the hazy horizons,
Engulfed in loneliness I still find peace,
My mountain of hope and belief still stands
The beat of His love makes my heart dance
A song of hope even in blues
I feel revivified like drenched leaves
After a midsummer rain
And I forget all the pain
I soar and dive like ocean tides
In the golden sunrise
When He commands dark storms to be still
Nothing can bring me down
To His name only I bow
He's the stringer of this song called life
The pianist who makes my heart to dance