There are momentsYou remember all your lifeThere are momentsYou wait forAnd dream of all your lifeThis is one of those momentsI will always remember this chairThat windowThe way the light streams inThe clothes I'm wearingThe words I'm hearingThe face I'm seeingThe feeling I'm feelingThe smell, the soundsWill be written on my mindWill be written in my heartAs long as I live
I can travel the pastAnd take what I needTo see me through the yearsWhat my father learnedAnd his father before himWill be thereFor my eyes and earsI can walk through the forestsOf the trees of knowledgeAnd listenTo the lesson of the leavesI can enter roomsWhere there a rooms within roomsWrapped in a shawlThat learning weavesI remember, papaEverything you've taught meWhat you gave me, papaLook at what it's brought meThere are certain thingsThat once you haveNo man can take awayNo wave can wash awayNo wind can blow awayAnd nowThey're about to be mineNo tide can turn awayNo fire can burn awayNo time can wear away
I can open doorsAnd take from the shelvesAll the booksI've longed to holdI can ask all the questionsThe why's and the where'sAs the mysteries of life unfoldLike a link in a chainFrom the past to the futureJoins me with the childrenYet to beI can now be a partOf the ongoing streamThat has always beenA part of meThere are certain thingsThat once you haveNo man can take awayNo wave can wash awayNo wind can blow awayNo tide can turn awayNo fire can burn awayNo time can wear awayAnd nowThey're about to be mine
There are momentsYou remember all your lifeThere are momentsYou wait forAnd dream of all your lifeThis is one of those moments