From the recording Bringing Balance To A Structured World
Lyrics
She sat down and look around to see her reflection growing old
Her summer days have turned to autumn ways, where the leaves must always fall
Tempers flare when there’s nobody there to hold you close, when you need love the most
Shaking fists and tears of bitterness for autumn nights that leave you oh so cold
Several times its comes across your mind and so it chills you to the very core
Taking rest, but fear the silent nights that have become the places you well know
Oh if we could see through eternity
Rather than these finite years
Maybe it would change our minds about what’s really old
She broke down and looked around to see the winter snow covering all the grove
The winter white, well it lights up the night like wisdom gained by only growing old