This pitter-patter falling sure
Hypnotic pattern calling forth
Impatience with its steady beat
For I don't want to sleep

A new life in this sheltered room
I breathe its balm and I feel its boon
The sweet perfume of Claire de Lune
The scent of what's to come

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

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