We see in lovely eyes, the dawning.
The sunset is drifting, the glorious day is frowning.
The joy of warm sunshine, the light of our dream,
The night of our life, the light we deem.
In the land of laughter, we hear a bell.
We measure our delight, flowers, we smell.
Wonder of now, of past, of what we praise,
They are like life’s journey, calm, yet ablaze!
Links of freedom join to make a chain,
The chain that carries our secrets again.
The sweet tunes of love is not a game,
It lifts up our spirit like a flame.
Vistas are bright, our destiny, plain;
Our hearts’ eyes see things in pouring rain.
We would make our music forever;
If you come home and don’t sever!! …