Sit by my side, come as close as the air, share in a mem’ry 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.
Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind, visions of shadows that shine.
Till one day I returned and found they were the victims of the vines of changes
The world’s spinning madly, 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. All fears of the forest are gone.
But when the morning breaks, they’re sweptaway 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 will pour. And I’ll kiss you one more time and leave you on the rolling
River shores of changes.
(repeat 1st verse)
Chords: C D G Am C D Bm Em Am D G Am D G