I heard the bell of hope today, was it real? I couldn't say, it doesn't matter anyway it was beautiful I felt lost and blown away, no return from this place There upon the table lay my two shoes Now I'm looking at you, looking at me Looking at things yesterday I could not believe I woke on a bed of thorn, I was lost and forlorn There was no joy, it was not available You just play your strings and things For the virtue that it brings I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful Now I'm looking at you, looking at me Looking at things that yesterday I couldn't believe Like the bell of hope The Bell Of Hope I heard the bell of hope I heard the bell of hope I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful [Repeat to end...]