Loreena Mckennitt

See there, past that far-off hill
A tower held in the sky
Hear there, in that dark blue night
The music calling us home
See there, in that far-off field
Flowers turned to the sky
Feel there, in that dark blue night
The music calling us home
Stars may always guide our way,
From desert sands where winds blow harsh and long
But here's where our hearts will pray
And all our loves will slumber with a song
Stars may always guide our way,
From desert sands where the winds blow harsh and long
But here's where our hearts will pray