Bright was the day when you came to me, Someone had whispered your name to me, Someone had told me how fair you were, Then at last, there you were. Dreams long forgotten revive again, Suddenly life seems to be alive again. I heard that melody start, Delicately—delicately—in my heart. This morning when I woke the light was clear in the sky, A sweet wind murmered through the trees. A singing bird was singing very near in the sky, And in the breeze Which drove the clouds so gaily by, I thought I heard a different note—a little sigh Which seemed to say This is your day, Be careful, please, Be careful, please! Don't let this light enchantment fade away, This is your day, This is your day! Though we—may never meet again, There'll never be a day so sweet again. Deep in my heart, no matter what the troubled years may bring, A secret voice—will ever sing. Bright was the day when you came to me, Someone had whispered your name to me. I heard the theme of your song before, Far away, long before. Light was the music that played for me, You were the song Destiny had made for me. I heard that melody start, Passionately—passionately—in my heart.