In All of Our Tomorrows

When the sun arises in the morning above the pristine snow and the stillness of the silence brings the panting deer ahead When the heaven laden trees of winter slices heaven's glow I know for sure that you will be there, in all of my tomorrows When the train has bridged the miles across the forest glades and the January snowflakes have swiveled through the air, like a thousand glistening diamonds, I will venture into safety with the knowledge that you'll be there, in all of my tomorrrows When winter turns to spring and then to softer June I will wait inside this garden where all the flowers bloom with the fragrance of her damask you will know that I was there and you'll be certain of my presence, in all of your tomorrows, In all of our tomorrows, we'll be there.