Rhythms of Our Heart Words and Music by Bill Pere Every day, The horizon rings with the rhythm of the sunlight on a cloud The surf is singing loud, There's a ray Of golden light, it sweeps the sky like the wave of a baton The orchestra plays on... All the world's a sea of sound, we're members of the band The creator's composition, conducted by his hand We all have a special part, (We all have a special part) We make life our own work of art, with the rhythms of our heart... Every night, The wind and the water wave up to the stars there in the skies They whisper their replies, With a light That chimes as the water's churning, turning tides that ebb and rise Each day is a reprise... All the world's a sea of sound, we're members of the band The creator's composition, conducted by his hand We all have a special part, (We all have a special part) We make life our own work of art, with the rhythms of our heart... © Copyright Bill Pere. All Rights Reserved