Bells

When I was a little boy
I'd wake up on a Sunday morning
And hear the ringing of the bells
And I remember
How good it made me feel inside
It was like the Lord was saying
"Good morning, all is well"
And I'd get dressed in a hurry
And say, "Mama, can you take me
To where they're ringing the bells?"

Hear the ringing of the bells
Hear the ringing of the bells
Ain't it like a Voice that's calling you home
After being going so long
If you hear that ringing in your heart
Then you'll know where you belong

I spent my days at school
Chasing all those young man's dreams
Now we can fall under that spell
Well, you'd best be mindful
Of what you keep or leave behind
I turned to find I didn't know myself so well
But I woke up one morning
And, oh, my heart was aching
And I heard the ringing of the bells

Hear the ringing of the bells
Hear the ringing of the bells
Ain't it like a Voice that's calling you home
After being gone so long, yeah
If you hear that ringing in your heart
Then you'll know where you belong

Well, I can hear them ringing, yeah, yeah
Ringing, ringing, ringing
Now, I can hear them ringing in my soul

Hear the ringing of the bells
The ringing of the bells
Ain't it like a Voice that's calling you home
After being gone so long

Hear the ringing of the bells
Hear the ringing of the bells
Ain't it like a Voice that's calling you home
After being gone so long
If you hear that ringing in your heart
Then you'll know it can't be wrong
And you'll know where you belong