Somewhere somehow someday I'll meet you
To Claim the heart that is mine for sure. . .
The day is not far, as it always was
Is what my heart seems to whisper all the while...
Amid the mist that floats in the sky
A ray of hope shines through. . .
Slight, thought it is, weaving through the fog.
Slow and steady, it surely comes to me. . .
Eyes, impatient to behold you,
Heart, to find its match at last,
Soul to fit into the other perfectly
And then mine ears, to hear you!
Impatient is what I am
To set my sight on you, as I would.
And then my arms to hold my world
To complete the circle that
Starts on the stars and ends on the earth...