As the dew turns into frost
There is something that I hope will not be lost
The leaves will change, they'll start to fall
I still wonder if it mattered much at all.
When my world starts to fade
I can only hope that every choice I made
Will endure, and carry on … into The Comming Dawn.
The breezes blow, soft clouds drift by
Like some artists' canvas captured in my eye
I am sure, I'm holding fast
I am dying for a lifetime that will last.
But when my world starts to fade
I'm still hoping this foundation that I laid
Will endure, and carry on … into The Comming Dawn.
Solo: (as sure as dogs can fly)
We're so close, yet never touch
Can there be a love that changes me this much
I can't see, eyes open wide
Yet I'll never doubt you're standing by my side.
When my world starts to fade
I can only hope that every choice I made
Will endure, and carry on … into The Comming Dawn.