(Paul F. Webster - Murice Jarre)

(I've tried so hard to learn to live without you but who's to teach me
It pleased me to touch you it delighted me to love you
It pained me to lose you and it hurts me to hope for your return
But perhaps someday somewhere my love.)

Somewhere my love there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hope of spring
Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold
And there are dreams all that your heart can hold.

Someday we'll meet again my love
Someday whenever the spring breaks through
You'll come to me out of the long ago
Warm as the wind soft as the kiss of snow.

--- Instrumental ---

Laura my own think of me now and then
Nod sleep my love till you are mine again...