Sit by my side, come as close as the air Share in a memory of gray Wander in my words, 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
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
So sit by my side, come as close as the air Share in a memory of gray
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures That I play of changes
[00:13.83][00:00.76] [00:15.10]Sit by my side, [00:17.97]come as close as the air [00:21.70]Share in a memory of gray [00:26.83]Wander in my words, [00:30.13]dream about the pictures [00:33.40]That I play of changes [00:39.56] [00:40.67]Green leaves of summer [00:43.46]turn red in the fall [00:47.15]To brown and to yellow they fade [00:52.62]And then they have to die, [00:55.37]trapped within [00:57.81]The circle time parade of changes [01:18.99][01:05.49] [01:20.89]Passions will part to a strange melody [01:26.63]As fires will sometimes burn cold [01:32.87] [01:33.77]Like petals in the wind, [01:36.56]we're puppets to the silver [01:40.04]Strings of souls, of changes [01:46.20] [01:47.70]So sit by my side, [01:50.46]come as close as the air [01:54.03]Share in a memory of gray [01:59.62] [02:14.79][02:00.73]Wander in my words, [02:17.72][02:04.18]dream about the pictures [02:20.93][02:07.42]That I play of changes [02:26.06][02:13.54]
