Those were early signs of May
Honey sun and crystal rains
Colors run and slowly sway
I wish I could find a way to stay the same
Our quiet voices fade in endless night
Until the morning comes, we're out of sight
I hope it's right
Those were early signs of May
But it's colder every day
Colors run and slowly sway
I wish I could find a way to stay the same
Our quiet voices fade in endless night
Until the morning comes, we're out of sight
I hope it's right
