I Hear a Song (Live)

In the wee small hours of the mornin' Before the break of dawn While the air is still and quiet And I lie awake alone Before the plovers are swooping And the flowers start to bloom The rhythm of my heartbeat Telling me I gotta move To the keys of my piano I hear a song I hear a song My hands start moving And the noise begin to fly The bass starts grooving And the beats feeling high The melody's familiar Like it's always been around There's somethin' 'bout it's brand new I can feel the power Of a fever rising in my bones I'm lost in the sound of a thousand violins A symphony of harmony's about to begin Mr. Maestro of the orchestra, raise your baton I hear a song When the muse comes knocking I know I can't refuse And the room starts rocking To the rhythm and blues And the sweet kind of voices Sing out so heavenly Soul exploration Is coming over me And the music goes on and on I'm lost in the sound of a thousand violins A symphony of harmony's about to begin Mr. Maestro of the orchestra, raise your baton I hear a song I hear a song I hear a song I hear a song