[male
vocals] (
Gentle
acoustic
guitar
strumming
with
a
warm,
soaring
trumpet
melody)
When
they
whisper
softly
in
your
ear
and
sing
a
thousand
songs
Don't
put
your
trust
in
empty
words
where
hidden
grief
belongs
There
are
many
who
will
promise
you
the
stars
within
the
night
But
actions
speak
much
louder
than
the
fading
morning
light
A
man
who
truly
knows
his
worth,
a
man
who
knows
his
way
Will
listen
to
your
beating
heart
before
he
has
his
say
He
doesn't
need
to
conquer
you
with
flowers
in
his
hand
He
walks
beside
you
steady
as
the
shifting
desert
sand
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
fill
the
air
But
never
steal
the
petals
from
a
garden
you
don't
care
to
share
If
you
bring
a
song
to
someone,
let
the
rhythm
be
sincere
Don't
offer
up
a
melody
that
hides
a
silent
tear
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
tell
the
truth
Protect
the
grace
of
innocence
and
guard
the
glow
of
youth
Don't
you
offer
painted
poems
or
a
web
of
clever
lies
They
wither
like
the
autumn
leaves
beneath
the
winter
skies
Instead
provide
a
sanctuary,
keep
the
shadows
far
away
And
fill
the
hours
with
sunshine
just
to
brighten
up
her
day
If
you
cause
a
heart
to
stumble,
yes,
the
wounds
may
find
a
cure
But
poisoning
a
spirit
leaves
a
mark
that
will
endure
It’
s
a
heavy
weight
to
carry
when
the
trust
has
been
betrayed
So
be
the
light
that
lingers
when
the
music
starts
to
fade
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
fill
the
air
But
never
steal
the
petals
from
a
garden
you
don't
care
to
share
If
you
bring
a
song
to
someone,
let
the
rhythm
be
sincere
Don't
offer
up
a
melody
that
hides
a
silent
tear
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
tell
the
truth
Protect
the
grace
of
innocence
and
guard
the
glow
of
youth
True
love
is
not
a
theater,
it’
s
not
a
borrowed
stage
It’
s
the
quiet
conversation
turned
upon
a
simple
page
It’
s
the
loyalty
in
silence,
it’
s
the
patience
in
the
deep
It’
s
the
promises
we
make
ourselves
and
fully
mean
to
keep
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
fill
the
air
But
never
steal
the
petals
from
a
garden
you
don't
care
to
share
If
you
bring
a
song
to
someone,
let
the
rhythm
be
sincere
Don't
offer
up
a
melody
that
hides
a
silent
tear
Oh,
let
the
serenade
play
on,
let
the
music
tell
the
truth
Protect
the
grace
of
innocence
and
guard
the
glow
of
youth
Let
the
music
tell
the
truth
Keep
the
heart,
keep
the
soul
Let
the
serenade
play
on... (
Trumpet
fades
into
a
final
gentle
acoustic
guitar
chord)