David Phelps Virtuoso Lyrics

Virtuoso Lyrics

Virtuoso-David Phelps



A handful of dust a worthless piece of clay

And you breathed the breath of heaven

Then there was a soul 

The heart, the hands, the voice that could sing of your perfection

Life is a symphony that only you can play

You know I can hear it through the madness everyday



Virtuoso, virtuoso

This heart is your instrument 

This life is your song

Virtuoso



There isn’t a note of mediocrity

In all of your creation and all the beauty

We create with human hands is only imitation

Thunder crashes, waves crescendo on the sand

The wind that’s whispering can only be your hand



Virtuoso, virtuoso

This heart is your instrument 

This life is your song

Virtuoso



A timeless melody of beauty and emotion 

Perfect harmony inspiring true devotion

No one else can play its chords so graceful yet so strong

You made the instrument and wrote the song

Virtuoso 



Virtuoso, virtuoso

This heart is your instrument 

This life is your song

Virtuoso