Текст: Barbra Streisand. Sweetest Sounds.

What do I really hear?
What is in the ear of my mind?
Which sounds are true and clear
And which will never be defined?

The sweetest sounds I'll ever hear
Are still inside my head
The kindest words I'll ever know
Are waiting to be said

The most entrancing side of all is yet for me to see
And the dearest love in all the world
Is waiting somewhere for me
Is waiting somewhere, somewhere for me