Crystal coloured glass containing pictures of my past And wonders that you never even dreamed Light reflecting shades of my childhood younger days And rainbows sometimes never having rained
Times that went so fast, good times that couldn't last Like lightning never striking twice Years that weren't so bad, the days that weren't so bright Like clouds that formed and broke up over night
I climb the twisting path of fate And I look down on the village far below And the rain comes and mingles with my tears Why I'm crying, I will never know
The misty image forms of a time that now I recall A wave then ripples on a broken shore Past, present, future too, come flashing into view Like thunder claps that cannot be ignored
And the wind blows through the corridors of years And my hair is white, many Winter snows
And the rain comes and mingles with my tears Why I'm crying, I will never know
I climb the twisting path of fate And look down on the village far below And the rain comes and mingles with my tears Why I'm crying, I will never know
And the rain comes and mingles with my tears Why I'm crying, I will never know