One day, the fields will be greener, One day, the skies will be bluer, One day, the rivers will be bright silver ribbons, Running round the hills: quiet hills. You'll see, One day the rains will be softer, One day the winds will be sweeter, Sweeter than springtime and A whisper of Lilac, all fine & fair, Will fill the air and One day, a child full of wonder, Won't fear the dark sound of thunder. No dreams of danger, When a soldier's a stranger, From a distant time: distant world. On that morning, you stand with tomorrow, Safe in your hand. That will be the day.