Over these green hills Blue electric light Always in my blood Forever in my eyes Black window space A basket made of flax Broken mirror view Let your eyes relax Mist On my glass Watch it all Come to pass Once again We'll breathe in the view It's part of me Part of you Now my voice won't sing And my tears won't cry Your disciple waits For any good advice Our place in time It's not set in stone And we'll still be here Where the cows come home Mist On the glass Watch it all Come to pass Once again We'll breathe in the view It's part of me Part of you And it has to be clear Inside my head And I'm still in a dream In a dream that won't end Once again We'll breathe in the view It's part of me Part of you Mist On the glass Watch it all Come to pass Once again We'll breathe in the view It's part of me And part of you And it has to be clear It has to be clear Inside my head