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