OM
(Michael Pinder)
The rain is on the roof,
Hurry high, a butterfly.
As clouds roll past my head,
I know why the skies all cry,
Om
Om
Heaven
Om
The Earth turns slowly round, Far away, the distant sound.
Is with us everyday,
Can you hear, what it's saying,
Om
Om
Heaven
Om Om Om Om Om
(Fade)