

(clearing throat) Let's turn this voice into a song.
Take the spoken sound,
stretch the notes
Watch how a simple sentence floats
From a quiet speech to a melodic line
Building up in perfect time
And when the beat begins to play
The spoken words all fade away (ahh)
Now the voice becomes a melody
Floating on a rhythm,
wild and free
Every word we said is in tune
Shining under the silver moon
We don't need a heavy wall of sound
Just the truth in what we found
In the quiet space between the beats
Where the voice and music meets
Now the voice becomes a melody
Floating on a rhythm,
wild and free
Every word we said is in tune
Shining under the silver moon
Just a voice
Turning into a song (hummmm)