Vista - David Wilcox

The mountains were high from the valley below

But back in those days they didn’t know

What was waiting for them over the divide

And who would be the first to see the other side

But you made the climb up to the crest

Seeing it all ahead of the rest

And your expression showed the wonder of the place

Looking westward with the sunlight on your face

At the wide open vista

At the wide open sweet someday

Climbing over the ridge top

To finally see the view

That none of us ever have known

Crossing over to home

In the vista, home

The flowers are bright here at your side

All of us came to say our goodbye

The light of morning shines stronger in the room

Your breathing changes, the time is coming soon

I speak, my love, I say my words

You squeeze my hand to say that you’ve heard

And in your eyes I watch the twinkle in the blue

Looking over the ridge and out into the view

At the wide open vista

At the wide open sweet someday

Climbing over the ridge top

To finally see the view

That none of us ever have known

Crossing over to home

In the vista

In the wide open sweet someday

Climbing over the ridge top to finally see the view

All of us go there alone

Crossing over to home

In the vista

The wide open sweet someday

The wide open vista