Changes

Sit by my side

Come as close as the air

Sharin' a memory

Of grey

And wander in my words

And dream about the pictures that I play

Of changes

Green leaves of summer

Turn red in the fall

To brown and to yellow

They fade

And then they have to die

Trapped within the circle time parade

Of changes

Moments of magic

Will glow in the night

All fears of the forest

Are gone

For when the morning breaks

They're swept away by golden drops of dawn

Of changes

Passions will part

To a warm melody

As fires will sometimes

Turn 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 will pour

I'll kiss you one more time

And leave you on the rolling river shore

Of changes