The Threshold

Certain things cannot be explained
Even when you're on the other side
I'm standing in the threshold
Between two white rooms
In each, I see a vision of something I hold true

Of days gone and days yet to come
Days gone and days yet to come
Today, I'm standing in the threshold again
Standing in the threshold again

In one room I see the past
A little girl looking after herself
I see the homes we made and then left
I see the love that I shed like a skin

In days gone and days yet to come
Days gone and days yet to come
Today, I'm standing in the threshold again
Standing in the threshold again

In the other room, it's just you and I
From the window the water looks fine
I see our children, grown and on their own
Do you see my age, or will I always look the same to you?

In days gone and days yet to come
Days gone and days yet to come
Today I'm standing in the threshold again
Standing in the threshold again