One day The fields will be green And one day The skies will be blue And one day The rivers will be bright silver ribbons Running round the hills Quiet hills
You'll see One day The rains will be soft And one day The winds will be sweet Oh sweeter than springtime And the whisper of lilac, apple, pine and pear Will fill the air
And one day A child full of wonder Won't fear the dark sound of thunder No dreams of danger When a soldier is a stranger >from a distant time Distant world
On that morning You stand With tomorrow Safe in your hand That will be the day
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