She sweeps the fallen leaves into a pile in the old garden like collecting something from her old days gone by
Slipping,slipping through her wrinkled fingers No matter how kindly she touches No matter how many times she tries Fading,fading through the ordinary days Her moments fade day by day
So I pick up the pieces of her heart she lost and I will keep holding them Till she knocks on heaven's door Even if I became a stranger to you a stranger a stranger a stranger
She sweeps the fallen leaves into a pile in the old garden like collecting something from her old days gone by
Turning,turning Only time goes by between us No matter how much we deny No matter how many times we try Fading,fading through the ordinary days her moments fade day by day
So I pick up the pieces of her heart she lost and I will keep holding them Till she knocks on heaven's door Even if I became a stranger to you a stranger a stranger a stranger
