מילים לשיר Changes - Gordon Lightfoot

Changes
Gordon Lightfoot

Sit by my side come as close as the air
And wander in my words
Sharin' a memory of grey
And dream about the pictures that I play
Of changes

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
And then they have to die
To brown and to yellow they fade
Trapped within the circle time parade

All fears of the forest are gone
Of changes
Moments of magic will glow in the night
For when the morning breaks
They're swept away by golden drops of dawn
Of changes
Passions will part to a warm melody
As fires will sometimes turn cold

Like petals in the wind
We're puppets to the silver strings of souls
Of changes
Your tears will be trembling now we're somewhere else

One last cup of wine we will pour
Of changesI'll kiss you one more time
And leave you on the rolling river shore

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Gordon Lightfoot - Changes