And wander in my words
But then they have to die
And dream about the pictures that I play of changes
All fears of the forest are gone
I'll kiss you one more time
Sit by my side, come as close as the air
We're puppets to the silver strings of souls of changes
Passions will part to the [Incomprehensible] melody
To brown and to yellow they fade
And when the morning breaks
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else
As fires will sometimes turn cold
They're swept away by golden drops of dawn of changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
And leave you on the rolling river shore of changes
Like petals in the wind
Trapped within the circle time parade of changes
One last drop of wine we will pour
And wander in my words
Share in a memory of gray
