Lyrics: Fulton Lee Farrish
Music: Fulton Lee Farrish/August Pappas
Heartstrings singing like a bird, and it's sounding like (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Coming in clear through your radio satellite (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Every time the stars align, I hear it in my mind (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Reminds I'm gonna be alright, hold on, come on
'Cuz I've been (I've been), beating a drum (beating a drum)
Trying (trying), to play the rhythm of the love (rhythm of the love)
I've been (I've been), humming along (humming along)
Trying (trying), to hear your, hear your song again, oh yeah
Your song again
Under my sheets, I dream of a melody (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Easy it breezes through my memory (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Even at my worst, it sounds like the best to me (di-la-da-la, di-la-da-la)
Maybe I, maybe I found my remedy~
Come on, 'cuz I've been (I've been), beating a drum (beating a drum)
Trying (trying), to play the rhythm of the love (rhythm of the love)
I've been (I've been), humming along (humming along)
Trying (trying), to hear your, hear your, hear your song again, song again, song again
To hear your song again
Oh, to hear that, hear that, hear that song again (that song again x6)
And again, and again, and again, and again
That song again