Blackmore's Night The Clock Ticks On
As the wind chimes play along the breeze Singing songs to stir the soul, Rainbow colours entwined in fairytales On the maypole... Sing the songs of lands from far away, Other times and another place, The wind can carry us all away from here Charmed in her embrace... Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder, Seasons will change, the clock ticks on... Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer, Days turn to years, the clock ticks on.... A cloak and dagger, no fear of freedom When hearts beat in another time, Ever changing, the clock ticks on, If only in your mind... The wind has died and the chimes are still again The trees stand tall as they cover me in shade In the mirror a maiden stares at me As the secret fades... And though the clock ticks on to the future It´s in the past my heart will stay In a time so far from me I´ll return someday...
