Dividing Day - Audra McDonald

Dashing as the day we met

Only there is something I don’t recognize

Though I cannot name it yet, I know it

Beautiful is what you are

Only somehow wearing a frightening disguise

I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:

«Thank you, we’re done here, not much to say

We are together but I have had Dividing Day.»

So when, when was this day?

Was it on the church step?

Suddenly you’re out of love

Does it go creeping slowly?

When was your Dividing Day?

I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:

«Margaret, we did it, you curtsied, I bowed

We are together, but no more love, no more love allowed.»

When was dividing day?

Was it on the church step?

Did it happen right away?

Were you lying next to me

Hiding what you couldn’t say?

How could I have guessed?

Was my cheek upon your chest?

An ocean away…

When was, when was, when was Dividing Day?