Rolling Hills at Dawn

[Intro] [Verse 1] The sun climbs slow o'er the eastern rim Painting the sky where the light grows thin A soft warm glow on the dew-kissed ground Where the quietest morning can be found Rolling hills stretch out far and wide With secrets the old stone walls hide A patchwork quilt of green and gold A peaceful story, ages old [Verse 2] Wildflowers nod in the gentle breeze Dancing beneath the waking trees Buttercup yellow and violet hue Daisy white, kissed by the morning dew A tapestry woven by nature's hand Across this wide and welcoming land Each petal bright, a tiny star Shining softly near and far [Chorus] Oh, the rolling hills at dawn Where the mist hangs low upon the lawn And the birdsong fills the waking air A melody beyond compare Hear the lark and the thrush call clear A welcome sound to every ear In this green and gentle place Nature's own embracing grace [Verse 3] A blackbird pipes from the hawthorn hedge A wren flits by the water's edge The coo of doves, a soft refrain Like gentle laughter after rain The air is sweet with the scent of hay And promises of a perfect day The world awakes, both calm and bright Bathed in the purest morning light [Chorus] Oh, the rolling hills at dawn Where the mist hangs low upon the lawn And the birdsong fills the waking air A melody beyond compare Hear the lark and the thrush call clear A welcome sound to every ear In this green and gentle place Nature's own embracing grace [Outro]