Vista - David Wilcox

The mountains were high from the valley below
But back in those days they didn't know
What was waiting for them over the divide
And who would be the first to see the other side

But you made the climb up to the crest
Seeing it all ahead of the rest
And your expression showed the wonder of the place
Looking westward with the sunlight on your face

At the wide open vista
At the wide open sweet someday
Climbing over the ridge top

To finally see the view
That none of us ever have known
Crossing over to home
In the vista, home

The flowers are bright here at your side
All of us came to say our goodbye
The light of morning shines stronger in the room
Your breathing changes, the time is coming soon

I speak, my love, I say my words
You squeeze my hand to say that you've heard
And in your eyes I watch the twinkle in the blue
Looking over the ridge and out into the view

At the wide open vista
At the wide open sweet someday
Climbing over the ridge top

To finally see the view
That none of us ever have known
Crossing over to home
In the vista

In the wide open sweet someday
Climbing over the ridge top to finally see the view
All of us go there alone
Crossing over to home

In the vista
The wide open sweet someday
The wide open vista