Every time I think of you, you get a little smaller Suns getting lower and the shadows getting taller Light gets caught in the tree top branches Released to the fire as the tree becomes ashes
Hills glow gold as the rays of the sun go High above the water see the cloud sit solo The whale can dive to the bottom of the ocean Frozen time and frozen motion
So far away, so far away When I get there, it’s gonna be a better day So far away, so far away I’ll get there tomorrow if I leave yesterday
Say goodbye to the family table Work when you can and sleep when you’re able The price keeps rising and the kids are getting bolder Every time I think of you, you get a little older Little bit softer and round at the shoulder