In the waking spring, Softly you would bring, Your eager dreams to my bed, All through the joys of summer, Love became the harvest, We would share . . . Beyond tomorrow, Like golden sunrise, Our love is the dawn of forever . . .Beyond tomorrow, The gift of lovers, Waits bright and free, For you and me, My love . . . When the birds have flown, And we stood alone, Against the chill of the sky, Slowly, the birth of courage, Brought us love we knew Would never die!
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