We gather in a quiet room
To sing our hopeful tunes
And all of us have something to be sharing
We speak the stars or summon tears
Or make each other smile
And every song shows signs of someone's caring
We wander through each others worlds
And trades desires and dreams
And show each other stars to wish upon
And then by ones and twos
We slip away off to our beds
Yet something magic happens near the dawn

Just the few who have lasted
Till the day begins again
Turn to family and friends
With a soft "remember when..."
And I talk about the flower years
That made me what I am
And all of you
Share your remembrance too

One woman shares her grieving
For the loved ones she has lost
And shyly speaks of her new special someone
A gentle man can talk about
A father who has died
And how someday he hopes he can become one
And all the quiet listeners
Who have no songs to share
Will offer you the moments of their lives
Like jewels that are priceless
They will give you all their fears
And gems of all the courage that survives

It's so hard when sleep is calling
To remain for one more song
And the memories that always follow after
And I've often slipped away myself
Before those early hours
And missed out on the sharing and the laughter
But one thought can console me
As I wander to my bed
So long before the singing circle ends
I know I'll try again and maybe
Last until the dawn
When the crowd becomes the faces of my friends