As the wind chimes play along the breeze
Singing songs to stir the soul,
Rainbow colours entwined in fairytales On the maypole
Sing the song of lands from far away,
Other times and another place,
The wind can carry us all away from here Charmed in her embrace
Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
Seasons will change, the clock ticks on
Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on
A cloak and dagger, no fear of freedom
When hearts beat in another time,
Ever changing, the clock ticks on, If only in your mind
The wind has died and the chimes are still again
The trees stand tall as they cover me in shade
In the mirror a maiden stares at me As the secret fades
Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
Seasons will change, the clock ticks on
Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on
Though the clock ticks on to the future
It's in the past my heart will stay
In a time so far away from me I'll return someday
Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
Seasons will change, the clock ticks on
Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on
Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
Seasons will change, the clock ticks on
Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on