The unfolding of the year And now our season is here All the balances are clear Now that our time is here In a perfect present tense Through a wide world's tilted glance When the words have all been spent Will we still have learned it? Through the window, see the place Not before their sweet embrace For a moment face to face In the sweetest embrace Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh The unfolding of the year And now our season is hear All the balances are clear Now that our time is here Now that our time is here