Where the soft winds drift and roam, I hear a whisper down the old path. Your footsteps fall like snow, so light They melt into the quiet winter air.
And now I stand here watching you, Your shadow like a dream in the twilight. My heart softly calls your name, In every gentle, trembling dream of mine.
Even when the pale clouds move, Even when winter nights grow long Still your warm and shining eyes Hold the tenderness of our first day.
Though worlds may stretch between us, Though time may fade our wandering steps, That tender waltz will still remain Keeping us close in every dream.
And I know throughout my life, Though storms may rise across the valley, That gentle waltz we once shared Will follow us till the very end of time.