april. back in new york. the 31st floor. it seems somehow everything's changed. the kitchen too small. plates on the wall. the sound of machinery. may. where have you been? who were you running with? wasn't he someone you used to call home? where is the ring? where is the boy who went traveling alone? she is much better without me. she walks through the gates of the country. hands at her side. and i smile as i watch her walk by. somehow i see there are ships in her eyes. she is better off now. june. the curtain is shut. the patterns are cut. the maid who will wake you at dawn. pulls out a chair. pulls down your hair. it's just like you wanted. july. what's going on. what are you running from. why are you sleeping alone on the floor. some people change. others hang on till they can't anymore. she is much better without me. she walks through the gates of the country. hands in the air. and i smile as i watch her walk by. somehow i see there are ships in her eyes. she is much better now.Lead Vocal: Colin Blunstone
And I could easily fall from grace
Then another would take my place
For the chance to behold your face
As the days of my life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
At the call of the wind's command
Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
The fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines, that lead me to you
All that I ask you
Is, show me how to follow you and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way
Let me see the light, let me be the light
As the sun turns slowly around the sky
Till the shadow of night is high
The eagle will learn to fly
As the days of his life are but grains of sand
As they fall from your open hand
And vanish upon the land
Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say
The fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way
To read between the lines, that lead between the lines, that lead me to you
Show me how to follow you and I'll obey
Teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way
Let me see the light, let me be the light
And so, with no warning, no last goodbye
In the dawn of the morning sky
The eagle will rise again