The day will come

The day will come

When your vision will be cleared

And you will weep in silent celebration

Of all that was lost

Which was revealed so precious

In the leaving

The day will come

When memories of those dappled afternoons

Sitting by the open door with the soft leaves

Of the tulip tree fluttering will seem a distant dream

You made your choice

And you know the reason why

At the final moment

You remember that in the tale of Faust

He cannot say to what is fleeting

Linger a little longer, thou art so fair

For sometimes you have to kiss goodbye

Those things that in passing

Reveal their hidden splendor

In order to reach for a new shore

For a new beginning