Symphony Lyrics

I hear it at eight AM sitting on a hillside

I'm just trying to figure out this melody

It's in the rustling of the leaves

In the rhythm of the breeze, yeah

It's how I hear you play along

It's in the laughter of a few good friends sitting around a corner desk

Just hanging out till it's time to say good-bye

We're just telling stories and making jokes

Too many to count sometimes but

It's how I hear you play along

Oh, there's something about the way that You're singing over me

In a hundred different things

And oh, how sweet is this sound

It's near and far

Far and wide

Wherever I am, I can hear Your symphony

It's the sounds of coming home

Mother's talking on the phone

My father's just strumming his guitar

And my brother is somewhere here laughing at some funny thing

It's how I hear you play along.

It's in the traffic on I sixty four

In a chapel on a Wednesday night

Somehow you still make it all a song

It's the jazz from a cozy bookstore

To the quiet of a room at night

It's how I hear you play along

How could I stop from singing this harmony unraveling

God won't you let me play along.