 Things ain’t like they used to be,
Your love’s the only thing I see,
Wings of life are taking flight,
From the darkness to the light.
I used to try and fly away,
Upon the flood of dreams,
Tasting all the good and bad,
From on the serpent’s tree,
Little ones remind us,
Of a place we used to be,
Echoes of the ever land,
Discover who you really am.
Rivers rushing to the sea,
Love is flowing endlessly,
Drops of rain are never lost,
Soul and spirit to its source.
Yes, I saw you in a fairy tale,
Or was it just a dream?
With white and yellow jasmine trees,
Time a mere machine,
Flashes of a new year,
Light up a stellar sky,
Love is really everywhere,
To see it is to fly.
Things ain’t like they used to be,
If you want to you can see,
Words of love on chestnut trees,
Written by sweet memories.
While we are riding,
On the avenues of time,
The gentle bird of life,
Drinks from the cups of wine,
He waits until we’re ready,
For the prince’s gift of love…
Secret mirror photographs,
Shining in your eyes,
I’m married to the universe,
My brother is the sky,
Stars can see to make a wish,
And hearts with wings can fly,
Come with me and see my love,
So we can never die.
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