Now the old has already passed away

Now the old has already passed away But the new is too new to be born today
So I'm throwing out seeds on the winter snow As the cold wind begins to blow
Standing here on a new threshold

I can see a warm dim light in the window...

I pass from mystery to mystery, so I won't lie
I don't know what happens when people die
but I hope that I see you...

In the distance I see a glow

There's a light, there's a light, there's light
In the window.