Ode to the heart of many
And to all the hearts of old
For in each there lies a love so plenty
In each, a heart of gold

A heart can hold so many things
Compassion, joy, love, and sorrow
For all the wonder each day brings
Will forge a new tomorrow

For every morning and every day
something changes in the heart
That calls to mind that want's to stay
That lingers in the lips apart

A word a voice a solemn vow
And wondering the way and how
That brings the heart forever near
So to the hearts of many dear
We sing out now loud and clear
The gentle whisper that you hear