Here's a movie slowly moving There is music in the distance I hear nothing but the past Like a fist I'm slowly closing As I dance and fall like rain It's coming down in black and white It's coming down as something else Something that nobody claims Woman with the golden eye Can see further then the sky Woman with the golden eye Can see further then the sky Like a love that never ended The fundamental mood of why I hear the grass and trees are-a-singing And voices in another room As I dance and rise like heaven Return into a sunken dream The center of a hurricane is free of guilt and safe of pain Woman with the golden eye Can see further then the sky Woman with the golden eye Can see further then the sky The center of a hurricane is free of guilt and safe of pain The center of a hurricane is free of guilt and safe of pain