Verse 1

At dawn, the garden lifts its face,

Pearl dew along the climbing rose,

I hear your name in quiet space,

Where every tender petal knows.

Pre-Chorus

Come near, though miles may veil the way,

My heart still keeps your promise bright;

A single breath can turn the gray

To silver fields of morning light.

Chorus

O carry me, beautiful air,

Beyond the hills, beyond despair;

Let every bell in heaven ring,

For hope has found its voice to sing.

Stay with me, dear heart, stay near—

Love makes the distant world appear.