As the wind chimes play along the breeze 
Singing songs to stir the soul, 
Rainbow colors 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 clock ticks on... 

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... 

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 clock ticks on... 

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... 

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 clock ticks on... 

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 clock ticks on... 

The clock ticks on... 
The clock ticks on... 
The clock ticks on... 
The clock ticks on...