I wait to hear the bells    The bells, the bells, the bells    Cup my hand around my ear to listen for them    The bells    I ache to hear the bells    The bells, the bells, the bells    Hold my breath, hold my chest-wait for them    The bells   I start to hum a tune, oh so softly hum a tune   One foot from the other, and the first it follows suit   Oh so slowly follows suit      I am taken by the sun!   The golden glorious sun!   Arms spread wide and my face toward the sky!   I am singing at the top of my lungs!   I am taken by the sun!      Near silent behind the trees I hear them now   The bells   They are ringing, I am singing with the bells   There is joy I cannot spell with dry words or letters   I can sing it very well and it comes out much better   I am singing very well of the joy I cannot say   Without the music of the bells      I am taken by the sun!   The golden glorious sun!   Arms spread wide and my face toward the sky!   I am singing at the top of my lungs!   I am taken by the sun!