Fiddler on the Roof Sunrise, Sunset

Tevye: Is this the little girl I carried Is this the little boy at play Golde: I don t remember growing older When did they Tevye: When did she get to be a beauty When did he get to be so tall Golde: Wasn t it yesterday When they were small Men: Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Swiftly flow the days Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers Blossoming even as we gaze Women: Sunrise, sunset Sunrise, sunset Swiftly fly the years One season following another Laden with happiness and tears