There's a golden glow on the skyline;
Wild roses perfume the air,
And the land sinks into silence
As loving hearts join in prayer.
The birds have all ruffled their feathers
As they settle down for the night;
And you are there with the angels,
Walking, healed, into the Light.
Wild roses perfume the air,
And the land sinks into silence
As loving hearts join in prayer.
The birds have all ruffled their feathers
As they settle down for the night;
And you are there with the angels,
Walking, healed, into the Light.
