This pitter-patter falling sure
A hypnotic pattern calling forth
Impatience with its steady beat
For I don't want to sleep
A new life in this sheltered room
I feel its balm and I breathe its boon
The sweet perfume of claire de lune
The scent of what's to come!

Oh how long? How long?
How long must I wait for tomorrow?
How long?

Well I meet this night with open eyes
Dreams of day, and excited sighs
Moon shadows of the life outside paint writing on my wall
It's secrets played before my eyes
What heaven prepares before sunrise

Such beauty met without reply, an orchestra of peace
Oh how long? How long?
How long must I wait for tomorrow?
How long?