Echo

In a distant land, long ago —
A minstrel used to roam,
Through every town he'd sing and play
A song of love he'd call his own.

Rich and poor would gather round,
The happy and the lost.
No matter what you've found or not —
There's always something you've missed most.

"What could be higher than love above?
Who could be closer than you, my love?
Just call my name — I'll be right there,
I'll come running — I'll find you anywhere.

Spring has melted into the morning air,
The wind will find you anywhere.
Shout my name to the hills — the echo will bring it to me,
And I'll be there — just wait and see."

When the minstrel struck his strings,
Faces smoothed like lakes at dawn.
Worry and pain would fade away —
The crowd would hum along with him.

They always asked for one more verse —
About spring and the long love sound.
He never refused, he'd pause, then let
The chorus float above the ground.

"What could be higher than love above?
Who could be closer than you, my love?
Just call my name — I'll be right there,
I'll come running — I'll find you anywhere.

Spring has melted into the morning air,
The wind will find you anywhere.
Shout my name to the hills — the echo will bring it to me,
And I'll be there — just wait and see."

The whole town saw him off that day.
He rode on — young and bright —
To carry joy, to sing the song
That made their darkness light.

He swayed in his creaking cart,
Stroked his guitar, and smiled.
He saw blue eyes inside the crowd —
And hummed a tune, like an innocent child:

"What could be higher than love above?
Who could be closer than you, my love?
Just call my name — I'll be right there,
I'll come running — I'll find you anywhere.

Spring has melted into the morning air,
The wind will find you anywhere.
Shout my name to the hills — the echo will bring it to me,
And I'll be there — just wait and see."

"What could be higher than love above?
Who could be closer than you, my love?
Just call my name — I'll be right there,
I'll come running — I'll find you anywhere.

Spring has melted into the morning air,
The wind will find you anywhere.
Shout my name to the hills — the echo will bring it to me,
And I'll be there — just wait and see."

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