Standard (EADGBE)
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;
Til then, my sweet, think of me now and then;
God speed, my love, til you are mine again.