I went all the way to Paris
To forget your face
Captured in stained glass
Young lives long since passed
Statues of lovers every place I went all across the continent
To relieve this restless love
I walked through the ruins
Icons of glory smashed
By the bombs from above So we must love
While these moments are still called today
Take part in the pain of this passion play
Stretching our youth as we must
Until we are ashes to dust
Until time makes history, of us Jeu De Paume's full of faces
Knowing peace, knowing strife
Leisure and toil
Still it's canvas and oil
There's just no medium for life In the midst of the rubble
I felt a sense of rebirth
In a dusty cathedral
The living God called
And I prayed for my life here on earth So we must love
While these moments are still called today
Take part in the pain of this passion play
Stretching our youth as we must
Until we are ashes to dust
Until time makes history, of us There are mountains in Switzerland
Brilliant cold as they stand
From my hotel room
Watching the half moon
Bleeding its light like a lamb And the town is illuminated
Its tiny figures are fast asleep
And it dawns on me
The time is upon me
To return to the flock I must keep So we must love
While these moments are still called today
Take part in the pain of this passion play
Stretching our youth as we must
Until we are ashes to dust
Until time makes history, of us
