From the window of the house You're looking at a garden Where you were a child Now the wind is blowing south You're looking for a part of you Flowers growing wild Again Where there was life There's a fire in the breeze The crimson of the autumn leaves Falling on the meadow In the whisper of the trees A spirit that is ill at ease Calling from the shadow Of dreams Where you can see yourself Take me now, hold me here Where you hurt too much I can see you clearly now In the changing light of love There's a certain time of day When everything is beautiful Even what you're missing And a feeling that will stay Sweeter than the promises Of someone you are kissing Goodbye Watching them go away Take me now, hold me here Where you hurt too much I can see you clearly now In the changing light of love In the voice of a forgotten boy There's a melody you recognize From a song that you used to sing In a time before your heart was broken open From the window of the house You're looking at a part of you Flowers growing wild And free Where there is love