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
Artist: David Wilcox
Title: Vista