Her Voice
Alan Menken Lyrics

Where did she go?
I wonder where she went.

Where can she be?
I'm not sure where she is.

When will she come again Calling to me?
I hope she'll come back soon and sing to me again.

Somewhere there's a girl Who's like the shimmer of the wind upon the water
There's a girl out there who's as graceful and beautiful as the wind on the water surface.

Somewhere there's a girl Who's like the glimmer of the sunlight on the sea
There's a girl who's as radiant as the sun shining on the sea somewhere.

Somewhere there's a girl Who's like a swell of endless music
There's a girl out there who's like an endless melody.

Somewhere she is singing And her song is meant for me
She's singing somewhere, and I feel like her song is intended for me.

And her voice It's sweet as angels sighing
Her voice is as sweet as the sound of angels sighing.

And her voice It's warm as summer sky
Her voice is as warm as the summer sky.

And that sound It haunts my dreams
Her voice is so beautiful that it keeps appearing in my dreams.

And spins me 'round Until it seems I'm flying...
Her voice is so enthralling that it feels like I'm flying when I hear it.

I can sense her laughter In the ripple of the waves against the shoreline
I can feel her happiness resonating in the ways the waves crash against the shore.

I can see her smiling In the moonlight as it settles on the sand
I can imagine her smiling in the moonlight as it reflects off the sand.

I can feel her waiting Just beyond the pale horizon
It seems like she's waiting somewhere just beyond the horizon.

Singing out a melody too lovely to withstand
She's singing a melody that's so beautiful it's hard to resist.

And her voice It's there as dusk is falling
Even as night falls, her voice remains as captivating as ever.

And her voice It's there as dawn steals by
Even as the sun rises, her voice remains present in my mind.

Pure and bright, it's always near All day, all night And still I hear it calling...
Her voice has a pure, luminous quality that's constantly on my mind, day and night.

Strange as a dream... Real as the sea...
It feels surreal to think about her voice, but it's a real and powerful force like the ocean.

If you can hear me now Come set me free...
If she can hear his thoughts, he's asking her to free him from his captivation with her voice.

Come set me free!
He wants to break free from the spell that her voice has cast on him.