As the wind chimes play along the breeze
   Singing songs to stir the soul,
   Rainbow colours entwined in fairytales
   On the maypole...
   Sing the song of lands from far away,
   Other times and another place,
   The wind can carry us all away from here
   Charmed in her embrace...
   Leaves turn to red, the nights are getting colder,
   Seasons will change, the clock ticks on...
   Leaves fill the trees as the days are getting warmer,
   Days turn to years, the clocks ticks on...
   A cloak and dagger, no fear of freedom
   When hearts beat in another time,
   Ever changing, the clock ticks on,
   If only in your mind...
   The wind has died and the chimes are still again
   The trees stand tall as they cover me in shade
   In the mirror a maiden stares at me
   As the secret fades...
   And though the clock ticks on to the future
   It's in the past my heart will stay
   In a time so far away from me
   I'll return someday...