Where the Music Hides

Please tell me where the music hides Said the boy to the old man I swear that I will seek it out I'll find it if I can Then the old man smiled at him Slowly he replied I'll tell you where to find it Though it doesn’t really hide There's music in the mountains There's music in the sea Music lives in you my boy Music lives in me There's music in the gentle wind Blowing softly in the trees There's music in the songs of birds In the buzzing of the bees There's music in the sweet soft words Of a mothers lullaby There's music in a rippling stream And in a lover's sigh Music does not hide my boy It is everywhere So just stand still and listen You'll hear it in the air So the child stood still and listened Then his face lit up with joy Now I know where music lives I'm happy said the boy Denis Briggs