The Linden

And I wake up in the sunrise with sand in my hair And there is your voice that echoes still in my head Though I recall the things you promised, I can not believe That you are standing 'neath the linden once again And I'm walking down the sight, walking rush hours flow And in the windows your reflection linger still You might return one lovely morning, but will you be changed When you are standing 'neath the linden, once again Since time is a thief, I'm out in my reckoning Though I'm saving every second, they're slowly turning into sand And I wake up in the sunrise with sand in my hair And there is your voice that echoes still in my head Though I recall the things you promised, I can not believe That you are standing 'neath the linden once again And I'm walking down the sidewalk in rush hours flow And in the windows your reflection linger still You might return one lovely morning, but will you be changed When you are standing 'neath the linden, once again Since time is a thief, I'm out in my reckoning Though I'm saving every second, they're slowly turning into sand Since time is a thief, I'm out in my reckoning Though I'm saving every second, they're slowly turning into sand And I wake up in the sunrise with sand in my hair And there is your voice that echoes still in my head Though I recall the things you promised, I can not believe That you are standing 'neath the linden once again Since time is a thief, I'm out in my reckoning Though I'm saving every second, they're slowly turning into sand