Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing. Although the snow covers the hope of spring, Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold. And there are dreams, all that your heart can hold. Someday, we'll meet again, my love. Someday, whenever the spring breaks through, You'll come to me, out of the long ago. Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow, Till then, my sweet, think of me now and then. Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again. Music Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow, Till then, my sweet, think of me now and then. Again, I'll wait again.
