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
Days gone, and days yet to come
Oh, days gone, and days yet to come
Today I’m standing in the threshold again
Today I’m 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 shared like a skin
In days gone, and days yet to come
Oh, days gone, and days yet to come
Today I’m standing in the threshold again
Today I’m 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
Oh, days gone, and days yet to come
Today I’m standing in the threshold again
Today I’m standing in the threshold again