One day, the fields will be greener,
One day, the skies will be bluer,
One day, the rivers will be bright silver ribbons,

Running round the hills: quiet hills. You'll see,
One day the rains will be softer,
One day the winds will be sweeter,

Sweeter than springtime and
A whisper of Lilac, all fine & fair,
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's a stranger,
From a distant time: distant world.
On that morning, you stand with tomorrow,

Safe in your hand.
That will be the day.