you've been at home in the dark
and not for love or money
would the bright day break your heart
you've been asleep in the sunshine
you've been at home in the dark
and not for love or money
would the bright day break your heart
we had not waited for very long
the stars come down, and isn't that our favorite song
oh how true are these seasons of light
you turn and turn, but the morning is still where you're from
and all at once in the shadow
and all at once in the sound
falling like an arrow
shot to the ground
falling like the water
into a flood
all in the other
nothing to love but your life
but your life...
and hadn't I waited for very long
and hadn't I waited for all of the wrong words to pass
I say, I know where you are from
I waited for very long, and I did
I waited for all of the wrong words to pass
I say, I know where you are from
and isn't that our favorite song
and isn't that our favorite song
and isn't that our favorite song