On the day she was born
The stars touched the sky
Nowadays she is torn
And she sits and wonders why
There is someone to treat her better
Than I did
Holding on
When it's time to let go
The cold is setting in
And it's shifting all around
To the depths I have been
And room to which I'm bound
Wish that I treated her better
Than I did
Holding on
When it's time to let go
Dreams of fields of rhododendrons
Run away from all the cities sounds
And find your solid ground
To where the dogwood trees bloom
Under blue haze that never fades away
Oh, who's to say
Maybe we'll meet there someday
I don't want to live without her
But she's better off without me
Miss the way her eyes lit up
And voice so soft and tender
With plans for so much more
She packs her things away
There's nothing left to restore
No reason for her to stay
Called to travel
She leaves her town behind
Moving on
It's time for her to go
Dreams of fields of rhododendrons
Run away from all the cities sounds
And find your solid ground
To where the dogwood trees bloom
Under blue haze that never fades away
Oh, who's to say
Maybe we'll meet there someday
Someday