I hear your voice on the wind And I hear you call out my name Listen, my child! You say to me I am the Voice of your history Be not afraid - come follow me Answer my call and I'll set you free. ' I am the Voice in the wind and the pouring rain I am the Voice of your hunger and pain I am the Voice that always is calling you I am the Voice - I will remain I am the Voice in the fields when the summer's gone The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow Ne'er do I sleep throughout all the cold winter long I am the force that in the springtime will grow I am the Voice of the past that will always be Filled with my sorrows and blood in my fields I am the Voice of the future Bring me your peace, bring me your peace, and my wounds they will heal I am the Voice in the wind and the pouring rain I am the Voice of your hunger and pain I am the Voice that always is calling you I am the Voice I am the Voice in the past that will always be I am the Voice of your hunger and pain I am the Voice of the future I am the Voice, I am the Voice, I am the Voice, I am the Voice