Tides change
and tree rings change
ideas wither
and sharp edges fade.
Skies change and
the position of stars change
and what you believe in changes too, you know
sometimes it sheds its skin
but something is always alive and
burning inside every thing.
When you cradle me
every fear disappears and I find again in you
as always...
the love of my life,
the love of my life,
the heavens and their fulfillment,
the love of my life.
Wishes change
and borders on atlases change
and even the one who mattered yesterday, now
is just one among many others.
Our age and the ways we choose change
and sometimes, whether you want it or not,
something is lost
but something is always alive
and burning inside every thing.
When you cradle me
every fear disappears and I find again in you
as always...
the love of my life,
the love of my life,
even if
the line of future
is a paper sheet blowing in the wind
and by its very nature
it's always moving
but you'll always be
the love of my life,
the love of my life,
the heavens and their fulfillment,
the love of my life...