Your rain falls like crazy fingers, pearls of fragile thunder In time, we call the days that still are to come Sun, sink low Hang your hearts on knife and willow Straight down to the water Deep sea of love Beneath the sweet compass of the sea Swift undertow North may be sweeter for this, I don't know See how it feels in the air Baby, I will sing gaily for you Soft, sweet and true Clouds reaching from a rainbow Tap it by the window Touch your hair So soft and bright Stretch back as the light Flows in air Who can stop what must arrive now Something always waiting to be born Dark is the night You're still by my side Shine, shine inside Gone are the days we stopped to decide Where we should go, we just rush Gone are the broken hearts we saw through in dreams Gone are the treated men lies Gone are the broken hearts we saw through in dreams Gone are the broken hearts we saw through in dreams Gone are the broken hearts we saw through in dreams Gone are the broken hearts we saw through in dreams . . . North may be sweeter for this, I don't know Feels like it might be alright Wild lady lullaby sings gaily for you Love still rings true Midnight on a carousel ride Reaching for the gold ring Down inside Never could reach It just slips away I try, I try Well, I try Well, I try Well, I try . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .