No one can see

The way it will be

Your thread

There on the loom

And an unknown hand

Will pull on the strand

And guide you right on through

And the roses die and bloom

And I'm dreaming in my room

That you and I fell into the sky

Went dancing on the moon

And the comet will come

Swing 'round the sun

And you will be replaced

Until that day sometimes I will pray

That you may find some grace

And the roses die and bloom

And I'm dreaming in my room

That you and I fell into the sky

And went dancing on the moon