Rita Dian is an independent Country music artist from Columbia, Missouri. Look for her debut CD "Long Hard Road" in 2010.
Lyrics
A low full moon, silhouetting the trees
A brand new tune, on a wandering breeze
We're all born free, so why pick me?
I'm no transmitter
I sing you my song, with my body and soul
But it won't be long, 'till the trail runs cold
No one must see, what it does to me
'Cause I'm no quitter
Seven notes make up my song
Seven thousand 'til Ia019m gone
Seven million of us - growing by the hour
Seven notes holding oh so much power
You draw me on, with your clear moon light
Just one more song, it'll turn out right
There's seed to sow, to flourish and grow
I'll never stop trying
But distant moon, you're so hard to please
I'll try again soon, when I'm off my knees
Now I must go, don't let them know
Why I've been crying
Seven notes make up my song
Seven thousand 'til I'm gone
Seven million of us - growing by the hour
Seven notes holding oh so much power
Now, wise old moon, you have seen it all
I won't blame you, 'cause it's not your call
It's up to every living soul
That cares to listen
I won't know who, I won't know how
But it's down to you, 'cause your listening now
Maybe there's more than one or two
Who share my vision
Seven notes make up my song
Seven thousand 'til I'm gone
Seven million of us growing by the hour
Seven notes holding oh so much power
Seven notes that make or break
Seven notes that hold my fate
And for each of us that tries each waking hour
There's seven notes that hold oh so much power
