Dear  thoughts  are  in  my  mind
and  my  soul  it  soars  enchanted,
As  I  hear  the  sweet  lark  sing
in  the  clear  air  of  the  day,
I  will  tell  him  all  my  love ,
all  my  soul's  pure  adoration,
And  I  know  he  will  hear  my  voice
and  he  will  not  answer  me  nay,
It's  this  that  gives  my  soul
all  it's  joyous  elation,
As  I  hear  the  sweet  lark  sing
in  the  clear  air  of  the  day
I  will  tell  him  all  my  love ,
all  my  soul's  pure  adoration,
And  I  know  he  will  hear  my  voice
and  he  will  not  answer  me  nay,
It's  this  that  gives  my  soul
all  it's  joyous  elation,
As  I  hear  the  sweet  lark  sing
in  the  clear  air  of  the  day  in  the  clear  air  of  the  day