Hard times of winter bring
gray skies of mystery
and barren trees
I've seen them catch the moon
in broken arms
Sheltering memory
It wasn't very hard to find
that I was wrong
And it's just begun, it's just begun
Oh the things we have given
are the things we have gained
That bring us the changes
That keep us the same
Oh distant silver stars
You led us on so far
But there's no one to blame
And in your way bring another day
On streets where the strangers pass
I realize at last
And I begin to feel all the emptiness
of cold morning rain
You know it's not the same
You could not follow the light
from your heart
The search for the moments
where freedom is love
Oh the things we have given
are the things we have gained
That bring us the changes
That keep us the same
And one day remember
your younger days
The shadow of hope's wings
when love past you by
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