Will that moment ever come?
Will my darting eyes forget to roam?
There is a morning that shines the brightest
The smile you give will be the cutest
Forget old steps, your dance will be the latest
Life’s parcel will gift you the greatest
There will be black, white, and a ring of chrome
Butterflies, cake and a dream of Rome
One day, one day, tomorrow could be that day
To herald you to your morning’s bay
The fires from day one will never quench
We’ll learn to sit still on forever’s bench