Green grass is growing Cool winds are blowing The pointed star is shining And in your eyes I'm finding A world of singing Where love is bringing A sense of warmth to me Because your mind is free and real
New waters sighing My soul is flying Into oblivion Imagine the fields are gone for now
Cob web songs destroy the silence That has threatened beauty's violence In my mind
The tears have flowed like velvet thunder Smiles are shattered and torn asunder Then I find That I've been Everyone Everyplace Every time but now
The falling leaves of wounded words Are captured by angry birds Of grey
The rivers of dissension drown The virgin in her tattered gown Of golden days
But I know That clouds will dissolve And morning will absolve my sins
The world is yearning For the sun that's burning The path of flowing laughter Good thoughts will follow afterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.