Changes

Sit by my side

Come as close as the air

Share in the memory of gray

And wonder in my words

And dream about the pictures that I play

Of changes

Green leaves of summer

Turn to red in the fall

To brown and to yellow they fade

And then they have to die

Trapped within the circle of time parade

Of changes

Scenes of my young years

Were warm in my mind

Visions of shadows that shine

One day I returned

And found that they were victims of the vines

Of changes

The world's spinning map

It drifts in the dark

Swings through a hollow of haze

A race around the stars

A journey through the universe ablaze

With changes

Moments of magic

Will glow in the night

Fears of the forest are all gone

But when the morning breaks

They're swept away by golden drops of dawn

Of changes

Passions will part

To a strange melody

As fires will sometimes burn cold

Like petals in the wind

We're puppets to the silver strings of souls

Of changes

Your tears will be trembling

Now we're somewhere else

One last cup of wine we'll pour

And I'll kiss you one more time

And leave you on the rolling river shores

Of changes