A Quiet Thing / There Won’t Be Trumpets Lyrics

When it all comes true
Just the way you planned
It′s funny, but the bells don't ring
It′s a quiet thing
When you hold the world
In your trembling hand
You think you'd hear a choir singing
But it's a quiet thing

There are no exploding fireworks
Where′s the roaring of the crowds?
Maybe it′s the strange new atmosphere
Way up here among the clouds

There won't be trumpets or balls of fire
To say he′s coming
No Roman candles, no angel's choir
No sound of distant drumming
He may not be the cavalier
Tall and graceful, fair and strong
Doesn′t matter, just as long as he comes along

But not with trumpets or lightning flashing
Or shining armor
He may be daring, he may be dashing
Or maybe he's a farmer
I can wait, what′s another day?
He has lots of hills to climb
And a hero doesn't come
'Til the nick of time

Don′t look for trumpets or whistles tooting
To guarantee him
There won′t be trumpets, but sure as shooting
You'll know him when you see him

Don′t know when, don't know where
And I can′t even say that I care
All I know is the minute you turn
And he's suddenly there
He won′t need trumpets
There are no trumpets
Who needs trumpets?

Happiness comes in on tiptoe
Well, what do you know?
It's a quiet thing
A very quiet thing