It’s the end of time;
it’s the 1st day of living;
when the moment is here,
..and we see every where.
It’s a way of seeing;
it’s a way of believing;
like the wave that’s moving
..on the all constant sea.
When I 1st saw your face;
when you 1st touched my eyes;
I could feel my heart beating
to the rhythm of your light.
I remember the night;
I remember the feeling,
of the sweet sense of home
as you entered my life.
As my past reaches out,
your tomorrow receives it,
and whispers our story
so clear and so free.
We belong to the wind;
we belong to the river;
in this 1st breath of morning,
you belong here with me.
….It’s the end of time;
….it’s the 1st day of living;
….when the future is here,
….and we see every where.
….It’s a way of seeing;
….it’s a way of believing;
….like the wave that’s moving
….on the all constant sea.
When I 1st heard your song,
and the music was flowing,
..as the city was sleeping,
..as you lay in my arms;
With the darkness outside,
and the darkness around us,
we were two open secrets
that shined in the night.
How could I not know
that the world changed forever;
creating what would be
from all that had been.
…In that quiet dark room,
how could I not believe it,
as you entered my soul
and you found me again.
…It’s the end of time;
….it’s a new way of living;
….when the future is here,
….and we sing every where.
….It’s a way of seeing;
….it’s a way of believing;
….like the wave that’s moving
….on the all constant sea.
Seems the days they flow by,
so swift and so steady;
…and the memories pile high,
…till they fill up my eyes.
Now there are dreams in your eyes;
and they rise on their own wings;
to reach far past the limits
of my once far-off designs.
Seems the world has more light;
seems the world has more color;
…as you un-fold your dreams,
…as you take to the air.
And yes, I admit,
I hold out my arms,
as I’ve done for so long now;
then you glide past my fingers
and soar everywhere.
Yet in the deep purple sky
we can still see the same moon,
that bounces our “I love you’s”
across years of star light.
..So just remember that night,
and remember my promise,
..that I’ll always be with you
…in rest and in flight.
….It’s the end of time;
….it’s a new way of living;
….when the future iis here,
….and we sing every-where.
….It’s a new way of seeing;
….a new way of believing;
….like the wave that’s moving
….on the all constant sea – like the wave
….that’s moving..
……..on the all constant sea.