On a long road, miles to go. Its winding and cold and its covered with snow. But I ask you what we all want to know. Where are we going from here. . Lines on my face , lines on my hands.
As I went a walking. One morning in spring. I met with some travelers. On an old country lane. One was an old man. The second a maid. The third was a young boy who smiled as he said.
Far from the worn path of reason. Further away from the sane. He battles his shadows and demons. Fighting to light the way. . And the dust and the dirt cloud his vision.
Wish you were here. Me, oh, my country man,. Wish you were here. . I wish you were here. Don't you know, the snow is getting colder,. And I miss you like hell,.
Bring to me all of my arrows. Bring to me my crossbow too. I fear we might need them both. Before the night is through. . Once a world of glittering hope.
Is it powers of intuition?. Is it insecurity?. You know I can read your mind and. You have been deceiving me.... . Which face wears the masque this evening?.
Twisting turning. The winds are burning. Leaving me without a name. How will we ever find our way. . Snow was falling. I could hear the frightened calling.
Alas my love, ye do me wrong to cast me out discourteously,. And I have loved you for so long delighting in your company.... Greensleeves was all my joy,.
I walk alone, the night wears a shadow. Painted in silver, painted in gold. The moment ends in silence, then the moment grows old. . And when she smiles, a thousand dreams surround her.
There have been many tales. Tainted by truth twisted by time.... Some choose to forget. Yet it still. Weaves webs in their minds.... . And it seems like she's been here forever.
Looking out and I'm wondering where I am. While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam. I decide to get out and leave the world behind me. Everywhere there are people passing by.
I've been many places. I've travelled 'round the world. Always on the search for something new. But what does it matter. When all the roads I've crossed.
Standing in the rain. The cold and angry rain. In a long white dress. A girl without a name. . She stood beneath the light. Glowing like a candle bright.
Standing in the rain. The cold and angry rain. In a long white dress. A girl without a name. . She stood beneath the light. Glowing like a candle bright.
I still remember. I thought of you the other day. How worlds of change led us astray. Colors seem to fade to gray. In the wake of yesterday.... . You looked into my eyes.
I stood upon the Ivory Tower. As far as I could see. The winds that grew from out of the trees were calling out to me. Curtains blew in the Ivory Tower.
So many nights I sat here waiting. There were times I couldn't go on. Still my heart was anticipating. It made me be strong. Made me hold on. . There were some calling me crazy.
Merrily we sailed along. Though the waves were plenty strong. Down the twisting river Rhine. Following a song. Legend's faded storyline. Tried to warn us all.
I called your name out loud in the courtyard,. The crystal I held was like an old friend. The vines crawled the walls. The wind held its breath. But the answer I longed for never came.
I sing the praise of honored wars of glory and of kings. The bravery of soldiers, the joy that peace can bring. The captains on their way home, the ribbons on their chests.