Minutes

Minutes seem like hours And hours they seem like days When the ones you want are missing And they've gone their separate ways Walking in a sunny garden empty like the moon And birds that once could fly so high Now sings a different tune

Walking in the park The leaves are turning now it's fall The time has come for leaving in their eyes that says it all Pictures on the mantle Tell the tales of better times Moments from a long long time ago When things were fine

One fine day When the wild birds return We'll look back and say What a lesson in life I learned

So light a broad wick candle In the window make it bright You need to find your way home in the dark deepest night And if you're lost and homeless On a lonely city night Just follow back that winding road That leads you to the light

One fine day When the wild birds return We'll look back and say What a lesson in life I learned

Minutes seem like hours And hours they seem like days When the ones you want are missing And they've gone their separate ways Walking in a sunny garden empty like the moon And birds that once could fly so high Now sings a different tune

One fine day When the wild birds return We'll look back and say What a lesson in life I learned

One fine day When the wild birds return We'll look back and say What a lesson in life I learned

One fine day When the wild birds return We'll look back and say What a lesson in life I learned