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 O 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 gone for so long If you hear that ringing in your heart Then you'll know where you belong I spend my days at school Chasing all those young man's dreams Now we can fall under that spell 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 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 for so long If you hear that ringing in your heart Then you'll know where you belong I can hear them ringing Ringing, ringing, ringing I can hear them ringing in my soul 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 for so long If you hear that ringing in your heart Then you'll know where you belong