Changes

      Sit by my side come as close as the air Share in a memory of gray And wander in my words 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 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 madly it drifts in the dark It 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