From the window of the house

   You’re looking at a garden

   Where you were a child

Now the wind is blowing south

   You’re looking for a part of you

   Flowers growing wild

   Again

Where there was life

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There’s a fire in the breeze

   The crimson of the autumn leaves

   Falling on the meadow

In the whisper of the trees

   A spirit that is ill at ease

   Calling from the shadow

   Of dreams

Where you can see yourself

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   Take me now, hold me here

   Where you hurt too much

   I can see you clearly now

   In the changing light of love

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There’s a certain time of day

   When everything is beautiful

   Even what you’re missing

And a feeling that will stay

   Sweeter than the promises

   Of someone you are kissing

   Goodbye

Watching them go away

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   Take me now, hold me here

   Where you hurt too much

   I can see you clearly now

   In the changing light of love

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In the voice of a forgotten boy

   There’s a melody you recognize

From a song that you used to sing

   In a time before your heart was broken open

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From the window of the house

   You’re looking at a part of you

   Flowers growing wild

   And free

Where there is love

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