The sky above had promised you to me

The sky above had promised you to me…
While ruled by clouds of darkest grey.
Perhaps you'll come when first the snow falls free,
Or in the spring, a single sunlit ray.

The sky above had promised you to me.

The sky above had promised you to me,
But never told me of the day.
When autumn's quilt enfolds the weary tree,
Or winter's snowy blanket holds its sway.

The sky above had promised you to me.

And so I watch the heavens from below,
Where both our destinies are spun.
I'll find you, love, wherever you may go,
Just don't forget me when the day is done.

I'll find you, love, wherever you may go.

I stared so long into the endless blue,
And for the perfect moment I would wait.
But all this time, you never even knew,
While storm clouds governed my own fate.

While storm clouds governed my own fate.

And so I asked the silver moon for aid,
"How can I call you from the sky?"
The moon, who once had loved, was not afraid,
And gave my hopeful spirit wings to fly.
The moon, who once had loved, was not afraid.

Upon a path of shimmering moonlight,
I climbed until the clouds were near.
A gentle breeze then stirred the sleepy night,
And woke a sunbeam, bright and clear.

And where the darkness meets the morning light,
We came to earth, together, you and I.
Let's leave our story open here tonight…
Perhaps we were a dream that drifted by…
Perhaps we were a dream that drifted by...