[Exhales] Hi, Glenn.
- You okay? - Oh, yeah. Yeah, brother.
[Breathes Deeply]
What a waste.
We know too many of these kids.
Come on. Let's get outta here.
[Chattering]
Son.
- Smile. - Dad.
Of course, Daisy was also the former Miss Idaho.
- Is that right? - Her dress is made of a potato skin. Seriously.
- Will you stop it? It's very nice to meet you. - This is Glenn.
- It's nice to meet you. - And this is Iris.
- Hello. Hello, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
- Cole, say hi. This is Cole. - And Cole, my son.
- [Mrs. Jacobs] Hello, everybody. - [All] Hi.
- Mr. Holland, a word. - Mrs. Jacobs, with you, it's never just one word.
- What are your plans for the summer? - Oh, the usual, I guess.
You know, the Clyde Crashcup School of Driver's Ed. What about you?
Oh, I'm going to be very busy. Gardens to plant. Grandchildren to visit.
I'm retiring, Mr. Holland.
What?
[Sighs]
I've been promising my husband for several years now.
It's time.
I have something for you.
A momento, if you will.
[Chuckling, Sighs]
I'm honored.
Mr. Holland...
of all the teachers here at John F. Kennedy High School...
you're my favorite.
[Jackson Browne] I'm gonna rent myself a house
In the shade of the freeway
Gonna pack my lunch in the morning
And go to work each day
- And when the evenin' goes around - [Glenn] Wait, whoa, whoa!
- I'll go on home and lay my body down - Therefore...
- I shall resign the presidency, effective at noon tomorrow. - And when the morning light
Comes streamin' in I'll get up and do it again
Amen
- [Glenn] The brake, the brake. You're going the wrong way! - Between the longing for love
And the struggle for the legal tender
Well, the Sirens sing and the church bells ring
- And the junkman found us - [Glenn] All right, you're going the wrong way.
You're going the wrong way! You're going too fast!
Well, the veterans dream of the fight
Fast asleep at the traffic light
And the children solemnly wait
For the ice-cream vendor
Out into the cool of the evening
Strolls the pretender
He knows that all his hopes and dreams
Begin and end there
- All right, moving on. People, let's get through this. - But you tell him, you know?
- [Teachers Chattering] - Now. People, please! If we could move on...
to the next item of the agenda, which is the senior class play.
- Now... - Oh, yes, yes. Um, after our critical success...
last year with Romeo and Juliet...
Mr. Holland and I have come up with the most wonderful idea for this year's production.
Well, we're not doing a full production. We're going to do a revue.
A George and Ira Gershwin revue...
- with very few costumes, one set... - Much cheaper than...
I know this is going to bother some of you, but I think we have to consider...
- cutting the senior class play altogether this year. - [Moaning]
- Are you nuts? Yes! You know what? - People, people.
Oddly enough, it's going to bother me!
People, people. Please.
Let's keep in mind why we are here.
We're looking for things which will keep money in the school coffers, not take it away.
- At the expense of what? - I have a responsibility to the Board of Education...
and there just isn't the money to fund programs like this; not anymore.
Then what am I doing here? I mean, why are we teaching any of this?
- This is the kind of thing that's important to me. - Excuse... Excuse me, Gene.
Yes? Bill?
I think I can guarantee that this year's show will make money.
- I'm listening. - What if we get some of my football players...
to be the dancers in the show...
and then people will show up in droves just to see them fall on their asses.
- [Chuckling] - Bill, I don't want to turn this into a farce.
It wouldn't be a farce, because we would get them...
to be better than the damn June Taylor Dancers, and then that'll shock the hell out of everybody.
Who's going to teach the football players how to dance?
- Me. - [Teachers Laughing]
You?
I minored in modern dance.
- He minored in modern dance, Gene. - [Teachers Chuckling]
I did. The coach had us do it...
so we'd be more graceful.
- Glenn, hold my leg. Come on. - Hmm.
[All Laughing]
I've got rhythm
I've got music
I've got my gal Who could ask for anything more
I've got daisies
In green pastures
I've got my gal Who could ask for anything more
[Piano Continues]
[Sighs]
- Old man trouble I don't mind him - Smile!
You won't find him Round my door
[Talking, Not Singing] I got rhythm I got music
I got my gal Who could ask for anything more
I got daisies
In green pastures
I got my man Who could ask for anything more
Old man trouble I don't mind him
You won't find him round my door
I got starlight I got...
I got starlight I got sweet dreams
[Off-key] I got my gal, who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more
- Who could ask for anything more - Huh?
Thank you. Thank you very much.
[Inhales]
- We still don't have an ingenue. - Don't worry. We still have a few more people to see yet.
All right, Billy Faraday can pull off the Gershwin...
but the only ingenue we seem to have so far is ToMarkam.
- [Laughs] - I really don't think that ToMarkam... or his parents...
I got rhythm I got music
I got my man Who could ask for anything more
- I got daisies - Maybe it's just me...
- In green pastures - but I think she's better than ToMarkam.
I got my man Who could ask for anything more
Old man trouble I don't mind him
You won't find him round my door
I got starlight I got sweet dreams
I got my man Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more
[Exhales]
Very good. Miss...?
Morgan. Rowena Morgan.
Very good. You were very, very good.
Thank you very much.
Hey. How was the science fair?
- You want to go to the what? - Stars. Cole discovered astronomy tonight.
Whoa. Whoa. Slow down. Slow down. You're goin' like a rocket.
He wants to be an astronaut.
Good.
Who put that stuff in his head?
As a matter of fact, his teachers.
- I thought you were going to meet us. - Well, I wanted to...
but I had to get these orchestrations finished by the end of the week for the kids.
We're gonna do a Gershwin revue.
It's always something, isn't it? If it isn't a school play, it's band practice...
or grading papers or some student committee needs an advisor.
Missing the science fair isn't the end of the world.
- Maybe you didn't hear me this morning. - I heard you. I always hear you.
He wanted you to be there tonight!
[Sighs] Oh, God. You know, it's really amazing.
No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try...
sooner or later anything I try turns out being wrong.
Why is every other child more important to you than your child?
- I'm a teacher, Iris! - You are his father!
I'm both!
I do one thing: I let him down.
I do another thing: I let the school down.
How the hell am I supposed to be everything for everybody?
- You have to make priorities. - I have!
- [Groans] - He's my son and I love him. And I do the best I goddamn can.
- Okay? - Well, you know what? Your best isn't good enough.
So go on. Write your music.
[Exhales] Write my music, huh?
Write my music! When do I have time to write my music?
Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh, how I need
Someone to watch
Over me
That was perfect, darling. Mr. Holland.
- It was good. Can I talk to her for a second? - Sure.
Let's all take a break for a minute.
- I was trying to sing my best. - It was fine.
I just want to ask you a question.
[Inhales]
What do you think... the girl's really feeling here?
- I don't know. - You have to know...
or you can't sing it.
This song is wistful, Miss Morgan.
It's about a woman who is alone in a very, very cold world...
and all she wants more than anything is to have someone hold her close...
and to tell her that everything's gonna be all right.
It's about...
the need for love...
in your gut.
Okay?
Try it again, from the top.
This time I wanna do it in a lower key.
[Piano]
There's a saying old
Says that love is blind
Still we're often told
Seek and ye shall find
So I'd like to seek a certain lad
I've had in mind
- Here you go. - [Customer] Thank you.
Okay? All right.
Hi, Mr. Holland.
- Hey, Miss Morgan. - What are you working on?
[Inhales] Nothing important.
Just... Sometimes it's easier to work here than at home.
- Would you mind if I join you? - No. Not at all.
Want some coffee... or tea?
- Anything under a buck. - [Laughs]
There's something I always remembered about your class, Mr. Holland.
You have this very highly developed sense of humor.
Thank you.
I loved your class.
The way you taught.
[Exhales] You love music and you made the kids love it with you.
- I always wanted to tell you that. - Well. I'm glad you did.
So you're a senior now. You got any ideas about where you're gonna go to college yet?
No. My mom and dad have a little restaurant downtown.
My dad's dream. He wants me to stay and help him with it.
Really.
What do you wanna do?
What do you mean?
Well. I mean...
If you had one wish, you know?
If you could do whatever it is that you really wanted to do, what would it be?
Sing.
I think I'd rather sing than do anything.
Sometimes I dream about going to New York and being on the stage...
in front of thousands of people.
That's what I'd wish for.
[Inhales] Maybe I shouldn't tell you this, Miss Morgan...
but you have... a great talent.
And if you have the passion, if you have the hunger...
then you ought to go to New York...
and do what you want to do, no matter what anyone tells you.
Can I get you anything?
No. I should get going.
See you Monday, Mr. Holland.
Yeah. I'll see you later.
[Plunks Discordant Notes]
Cole. Cole. Take this stuff outside.
It stinks.
Go open the window for him.
- [Piano Resumes] - Hey, don't bust my butt.
No, no, no, no!
I don't believe it!
- He didn't do it on purpose. - Are you kidding me?
Of course he did.
Cole, help clean up.
Careful.
Wait. Just wait, wait, wait.
I'll... I'll do it myself.
- Help me out here. - He said he's only trying to help.
Well, he's making a bigger mess than he already has!
This is off-limits, Cole. Do you understand?
- Don't touch. - That's "don't sit."
We may never, never meet again
- On the bumpy road to love - Don't push.
Still I'll always always keep
The memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced 'til 3:00
The way you changed my life
[Chuckles] Where did you go?
[Giggles]
- I think we ought to call it quits. - Oh.
Could we work on "Someone to Watch Over Me"?
- I've been working on it. - It's pretty late.
Next time, then.
What's this?
Oh, that's what I was working on the other night.
You wrote this?
Well, I... I pick at it once in a while.
Would you play this for me?
- [Chuckles] - Please.
[]
La, da, da, da
La
[Humming Along]
[Inhales]
It's wonderful.
Is there more?
Yeah. Yeah.
- It's just not finished. - [Door Opens]
[Young Man] Ro. Are you done yet?
Are we?
Good night, Rowena.
[Music]
- Who's Rowena? - Huh?
Who's Rowena?
Uh... A legend. A heroine from Norse mythology.
I got a book about it somewhere around here.
I was just wondering what you thought would be a good night...
for Cole and I to come see the show.
- Opening night. - Yeah! Er, uh, no.
Um, I've got a meeting on Friday with Cole's teachers.
- Saturday then. - Yes. [Chuckles]
Great.
- [Orchestra] - [Cheering, Applause]
[Football Players] I got rhythm I got music
I got my gal Who could ask for anything more
I got daisies in green pastures
I got my gal Who could ask for anything more
Old man trouble I don't mind him
- [Calculator Beeping] - You won't find him round my door
I got starlight I got sweet dreams
I got my gal Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more
[Duet] Still I'll always
Always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
[Boy] The way we danced 'til 3:00
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they can't take that away
From me
[Football Players] I got starlight I got sweet dreams
I got my gal Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask
For anything
Anything more
[Applause, Cheering]
[Whistling]
- Great! [Laughs] - [Man] Good job!
[Glenn] Good night, Sarah.
Mr. Holland.
How was I? The truth.
- You were great. - I owe it all to you.
[Chuckling] No.
Nope.
I just accompanied you.
Mr. Holland, I'm doing what you said.
I'm going to New York. I'm gonna be a singer.
[Inhales] You know, someday, we're all gonna say that we knew you when.
No, you don't understand.
- I'm going tomorrow. - What?
There's a party at Miss Olmstead's after we close the play.
I'll be there to sort of say good-bye to my friends. They don't know...
but the bus leaves from downtown at midnight; I'll be on it.
Rowena. [Sighs] Oh, Rowena.
You know, when I said that you should go to New York, I didn't mean right away.
- You have so much time. - If I wait, I'll never do it.
I'll end up waiting tables or working in some store. It has to be now.
You could come with me.
I know you think I'm just a kid.
- I know you're married and you have a son. - Rowena.
I know.
Don't you see? You could be writing great music.
The bus stops at King's Drugstore, tomorrow night.
[Rowena] There's a saying old
Says that love is blind
Still we're often told seek and ye shall find
So I'm going to seek a certain lad
I've had in mind
Looking everywhere Haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of
With regret
I'd like to ahis initial
To my monogram
Tell me where is the shepherd
For this lost lamb
There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who'll watch
Over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could
Always be good
To one who'll watch
Over me
Although he may not be the man
Some girls think of as handsome
To my heart
He carries the key
Won't you tell him please
To put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh, how I need
Someone
To watch
Over me
[Chattering]
Listen, uh, some of the kids are having a party, and I really should make an appearance.
Do you wanna come?
Um, I should get Cole home.
Okay, okay. Well, I'm not gonna be late. All right?
Okay.
You pack light.
You got a place to stay?
Y.W.C.A.
That's the name of a guy that I used to play in a band with. I've already called him.
He and his wife are expecting you.
This isn't the way I imagined it.
But it's the best way.
[Bus Approaching]
Good-bye, Rowena.
[Exhales]
[Sighs]
I love you.
I know.
[Male Newscaster] Tonight John Lennon is dead.
A victim of what police call "a deranged man."
[Female Newscaster] The spirit of the Beatles is dead tonight at the age of 40.
[Male Newscaster] The mood was silence and reverence...
at the appointed hour of 11:00.
But as the crowd continued singing the Beatles' songs... the songs of John Lennon...
they became happier, vibrant, more spirited.
That was the purpose of John Lennon's music and his life.
At O'Bryan Square in southwest Portland, this is Jim Collins reporting.
[Dog Barking]
What happened to your eye?
Sorry?
- Later. - [Tool Clanks]
In a second!
Someone was... was killed.
No, no, Cole. That's not funny.
John...
Lennon.
The musician.
[Sighs Deeply] You wouldn't understand.
You okay? It's so sad.
[Door Slams]
[Exhales] Cole, what is it?
He wants to what?
He wants to tell you something. He wants to be sure you understand.
- Couldn't we do this another time? - Now!
Why do you assume that John Lennon's death would mean nothing to me?
Do you think I'm stupid? I know who John Lennon is...
I never said that he...
I... I can't read your lips if you don't look at me.
I never said that you were stupid.
You must think so...
if you think I don't know who the Beatles are or any music at all.
You think I don't care about what it is that you do or what you love?
You're my father.
I know what music is. You could help me to know it better, but... no.
You care more about teaching other people than you do about me.
- [Door Opens, Closes] - Iris.
[Clears Throat]
What does this mean?
That means "asshole."
[Exhales]
Come to bed. It's really late.
I was only tryin' to... [Sighs]
Protect him.
I just didn't wanna see him hurt...
or disappointed.
Hmm.
[Engine Revving]
[Revving Continues]
The second, uh, would be, uh, if there are songs with words, you will need an interpreter.
- Someone to sign the words along with the music. - Okay, so what we can...
- We can do two kinds of listening. - Right.
The... The first kind would be the... the pure music without words.
- The music. The music. - The pure music without words...
that they could experience through putting themselves closer to the language.
The lights. Maybe lights flashing.
[Beethoven: "Symphony No. 3 In E flat Major"]
[Applause, Whistling]
Ah! Did you like that?
Okay.
For our final selection tonight, we are going to do a song by John Lennon.
Now, to those of you in our audience who cannot hear...
this evening you will be grateful for your hearing difficulties...
because I am going to sing.
- [Laughing] - And to those of you...
who have no hearing problems...
my profound apologies.
[Audience Laughing]
Um.
[Embarrassed Chuckle] On a personal note...
[Sighs]
I would like to dedicate this song...
to my son...
Cole.
[Piano]
Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster's gone
He's on the run
And your daddy's here
Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful
Beautiful boy
Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better
Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful
Beautiful boy
Over the ocean
Sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard road to hoe
Yes, it's a long way to go
But in the meantime
Before you cross the street
Please take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're busy making other plans
Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful Cole
[Applause, Cheering, Whistling]
[Ray Charles] Well
I got a woman
Way over town
That's good to me
Oh, yeah
Say, I got a woman
Way over town
Good to me
Oh, yeah
She give me money
When I'm in need
Yeah, she's a kind of
Friend indeed
I got a woman
Way over town
That's good to me
Oh, yeah
She saves her lovin' Early in the mornin'
Just for me
Oh, yeah
Oh, she's my baby
Oh, don't ya understand
[Volume Increases] Yeah, and I'm
Her lover man
I got a woman
Way over town
That's good to me
Oh, yeah
Oh, don't you know she's all right
[De La Soul] Mercy, ah, ah ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Your duck may truck a man rollin' in town
How you do, how you do
I got the joint that make you jump
Because I'm headin' these down Tied up the merry-go- round and around
You know what I'm steppin' Skirts playin' with me 'cause I'm slick like that
I'm the greatest I've seen in the world
[Phone Ringing]
- Hey, Joan. He wants to see me? - He's with someone.
Oh, well. I'll come back later.
Mr. Holland...
you better wait.
- Mr. Holland, would you come in, please? - [Door Closes]
What's wrong with Sarah, Gene?
- Please, sit down. - I'd rather stand, thanks.
Why is Sarah crying, Gene?
All right. I'll come right to the point.
You know how acrimonious the budget meeting was at the Board of Education meeting...
last Tuesday.
Be that as it may...
each school in the district has been asked...
to submit proposals on ways of reducing costs by ten percent by September.
This is what I've decided.
[Sighs]
[Chuckles] The entire music program.
And art. And drama.
Well, congratulations, Gene.
You've been lookin' for a way to get rid of me for 30 years...
and they finally gave you an excuse.
You know, I'm not as popular as you. I'm not anybody's favorite anything.
- That's because you're the enemy, Gene. You just don't know it. - But...
I care about these kids just as much as you do.
And if I'm forced to choose between Mozart and reading and writing and long division...
I choose long division.
Well, I guess you can cut the arts as much as you want, Gene.
Sooner or later, these kids aren't gonna have anything to read or write about.
Mr. Holland.
If there's anything I can do.
- [Laughs] - A recommendation.
I'm 60 years old, Gene. What are you gonna do?
Write me a recommendation for the morgue?
- Jacobs would've fought this. - She would've lost.
Yes, she would've lost, but she would have fought this.
And so will I!
No. No. Do not misunderstand me.
I am not talking about my job!
I am talking about the education that students once got at Kennedy High...
versus the education that you people are willing to give these kids today.
We have been going over and over this, Mr. Holland. We've done all we can.
Then, do it again. That's what I used to tell you when you were my student, Michael...
and it served you pretty well then.
- Well, that was a different time, Mr. Holland. - I don't think the time...
was that different; I think that more was expected of us.
- Fifteen seconds. - I think that the big difference is how little you people care.
- And how lazy you've become. - I resent your tone, Mr. Holland.
And I don't think you have any real appreciation for our financial problems.
Oh, come on, Michael!
You know the big problem here is that you people are willing...
to create a generation of children who will not have the ability to think.
- Or create. Or listen. - [Board Official] Time, Mr. Holland.
[Michael] Mr. Holland, as I've said, we've done the best that we can.
Your best is not good enough!
"A very flattering offer has been made to me to teach...
at a university for the deaf in Washington, D.C.
I'm not sure that I'm going to take it...
because I'm fond of the students in the school that I'm at now.
It's something to think about.
No girlfriends yet... at least not serious ones.
And tell Dad that I'm never going to give his car back.
Love always, Cole."
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Bill] Hey!
Hey.
What are you doin' here?
You know, I had some jock straps in the rinse cycle down in the locker room.
- Came to see if you needed any help. - Nope.
No, no, no.
So you decided what you're gonna do yet?
Too old to start a rock band.
Probably hang out a shingle and teach a few piano lessons.
[Exhales]
- I'd love to retire. I'd... - I'm not retiring, Bill.
I'm getting dumped.
[Sighs] And I don't think you have anything to worry about.
The day they cut the football budget in this state, well, now...
that will be the end of western civilization as we know it.
[Sighs] I'll tell you the truth.
[Chuckles] I'm scared to death.
They have no idea how much they're gonna miss you around here.
- You really think so? - What, do you doubt it?
Well, as a matter of fact, yeah.
It's almost funny. I got dragged into this gig kicking and screaming...
and now, it's the only thing I want to do, and...
[Sighs]
You work your whole life.
You work for 30 years because you think that what you do makes a difference.
You think it matters to people.
Then you wake up one morning, and you find out, well, no, you've...
you've made a little error there.
You are...
expendable.
[Inhales Deeply] Oh, God.
[Chuckles] Oh, I should be laughing.
You sure you don't need any help, huh?
All right.
[Sighs Deeply]
[Door Opens, Car Horn Honking]
[Door Closes]
[Honking Continues]
Dad!
What are you doing here?
School is out for me too.
The old car. It looks pretty good.
It's a classic. You can't have it back.
[Door Opens]
No, no.
You don't have to do this.
I don't want an old fart like you to strain yourself.
Okay, okay, asshole.
[Sighs] That's enough, you two.
Let's go out to the car. [Clears Throat]
[Piano]
Now what is that?
Um, I don't know.
What? You can't hear what's going on in the auditorium?
- Oh, yeah. L-I-I hear it, but... - Well, there's something going on in there.
- There isn't supposed to be... - Well, it could be a summer program.
No, the summer programs don't start for another couple of weeks.
Louie, Louie
Oh, oh We gotta move now
[Cheering, Applause]
Mr. Holland!
Mr. Stadler?
I wouldn't have missed it, Mr. Holland.
Hi, Cole.
Uh, I'll sign myself.
Uh, hello. [Clears Throat]
Our master of ceremonies seems to be a little late...
so I guess it's up to me to begin.
Um, when word first got out that the music program was cut...
and about the retirement of my husband...
- Well, I've never seen such a response from the community. - [Door Opens]
Oh, looks like my watch is fast.
Uh, ladies and gentlemen, may I present our governor...
and Kennedy High School alumnus...
the most Honorable Gertrude Lang.
- Gertrude. - [Chuckles] It's been a long time.
[Chuckles]
- Thank you so much for coming. - Oh, thank you.
My... My apologies for my tardiness, and, uh, Principal Wolters...
I'd like you to know... Yes, I brought a note from my mother.
[Audience Laughing]
Mr. Holland had a profound influence on my life.
On a lot of lives, I know.
And, yet, I get the feeling...
that he considers a great part of his own life misspent.
Rumor had it, he was always working on this symphony of his...
and this was going to make him famous, rich.
Probably both.
But Mr. Holland isn't rich...
and he isn't famous...
at least not outside of our little town.
So it might be easy for him to think himself a failure.
And he would be wrong...
because I think he's achieved a success far beyond riches and fame.
Look around you.
There is not a life in this room that you have not touched.
And each one of us is a better person because of you.
We are your symphony, Mr. Holland.
We are the melodies and the notes of your opus.
And we are the music of your life.
[Cheering, Applause]
Whoo!
Mr. Holland, we would now like to give something back to you.
To you and to your wife...
who, along with you, has waited 30 years for what we are about to hear.
If you will, would you please come up here and take this baton...
and lead us in the first performance ever...
of "The American Symphony" by Glenn Holland.
[Laughs]
[Music]
[Julian Lennon] I feel
That the love around me
Has come
From another realm
I have lost love
I have found love
From the moment you were born
I could see
A new beginning
Come to me
Let me tell you how
How I've lost love
And how I've found love
In a world of broken dreams
I was wrong
To deny your feelings
And I'm sorry
If I've caused you pain
I was lost then
So confused then
I believe that
You would change that
There are broken hearts we can mend
Through the music we've learned to love again
Through the silence
Through the years
From the moment you were born
I have lost you
Now I've found you
Let me feel your heart
Let me hear
Your song
[Shawn Stockman] Ah
Little Mondays
Trying to embrace
Life with my heart
By all the beauty I feel and create
It spins and moves
Flows at my pace
Telling its story
From the tear running down my face
Visions of a sunset
Just appear when I close my eyes
Takes me closer to heaven
When the flute starts to fly
And the violin cries
- d Oh-h-h - d That's all I need
- d Whoa, whoa - d In my life
It's all I need and no one
- d Oh, yeah - d Can take your place by my side
You're all inside of me
Visions of a sunset
Just appear when I close my eyelids
Takes me closer to heaven
When the flute starts to fly
And the violin cries
I will flee from the sorrow
Like the wind blows from the sky
Sends me closer to heaven
When the flute starts to fly and the violin cries
Oh, oh, oh