The unfolding of the year   And now our season is here   All the balances are clear   Now that our time is here      In a perfect present tense   Through a wide world's tilted glance   When the words have all been spent   Will we still have learned it?      Through the window, see the place   Not before their sweet embrace   For a moment face to face   In the sweetest embrace      Ooh ooh ooh   Ooh ooh ooh ooh   Ooh ooh ooh   Ooh ooh ooh ooh      The unfolding of the year   And now our season is hear   All the balances are clear   Now that our time is here      Now that our time is here