If Love were a bird, I would stroke her bright feathers
Then I'd watch her fly free, cross the still of the dawn
And if Peace were a mountain, we'd gather around her
To bathe in her silence, her power, her call
If Wisdom could sing or whisper his secrets
Eternity teaching the ways of the free
In my mind I can see them, I hear them and I feel them
For Love, Peace and Wisdom are all part of me
If Love has her freedom, and Peace her expression,
Surely Wisdom will grow like a flower in bloom
The seed has been planted, and tended and watered
By the prayers of the hopeful and the tears of the brave
We long to return to that place of still waters
And sit on the banks under some shady tree
In my mind I can see it, I hear it and I feel it
And Love, Peace and Wisdom are all that we need
Some call me a dreamer, some will call me a seeker
One who follows her stars on a quest for the truth
But every believer holds a deep hidden memory
Of a time when the earth was a flower in bloom
We long to return to that place of still waters
And sit on the banks under some shady tree
In my mind I can see it, I hear it and I believe it
And Love, Peace and Wisdom are the three golden keys