Our day of Sweet tomorrow's
is a threshold on which we stand,
And the moment of our fulfillment
is very close at hand.

Though the paths we now fare do hinder,
their direction will cease to be,
and your journey in the future
will lead you straight to me.

So, I turn away in silence,
in the hope that our memory thrives,
and the fact that there's miles between us
proves immortal love never dies.

Goodbye my Love till' the morrow',
sojourn wisely and safely and free,
And I look to our Sweet Tomorrow's,
when you're standing next to me.