Well even in the light of day    We somehow slipped away    Into the city down by the lake.    And just beyond the crowded streets    We found a place to meet    Where the grass was greener.    And how we did sing beneath our God.       And the measure of that place    Was the pleasure on your face    As the music starts to rise    And the sun did fall.    But when the melody was young    Until the singers all were sung    The Maker of the skies,    Well He just smiled on.       And the move was fine...    Beneath the mountain city walls    It was a picture of us all    And our hearts were laughing    As the band did play    Until the music took our feet    To the motion of the street,    This grass was bluer    And how we did dance    On the yellow lines.       And the measure of that place    Was the pleasure on your face    As the music starts to rise    And the sun did fall.    But when the melody was young    Until the singers all were sung,    The Maker of the skies,    Well He just smiled on.       When the darkness finally fell    The mountains cast their spell    And we were together    With our eyes upheld    To the passion in the sky,    Our God and country lights.    It's an endless matter and how we did shine,    How we did shine beneath that night.       And the measure of that place    Was the pleasure on your face    As the music starts to rise    And the sun did fall.    But when the melody was young    Until the singers all were sung    The Maker of the skies,    Well He just smiled on.