We'll get back there someday We will stand together And I will not worry so much And the weather can be snow above the stairs Or lakes and rivers running off of the windows Looking out, looking out I may see this better The color green was sent to me in four beat measures Of fields and their walkers in cardigan sweaters With the lavender sky that was just beginning to Rain down into the music This is how it was sent, in and out of weather Walking home I'm listening out Between the buildings I 'm listening with you For any song we knew The color green was sent to me in waves, and lifted Me up three stories. I could see the day gifted With a million gifts. And tomorrow in the car Things may turn around, I have to watch out This is how it was sent, in a sudden visit