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

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

Take me now, hold me here
Where you hurt too much
I can see you clearly now
In the changing light of love

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

Take me now, hold me here
Where you hurt too much
I can see you clearly now
In the changing light of love

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

From the window of the house
You’re looking at a part of you
Flowers growing wild
And free
Where there is love