Changing Light of Love - October Project

From the window of the house

You’re looking at a garden

Where you were a child

Now the wind is blowing south

You’re looking for a part of you

Flowers growing wild

Again

Where there was life

There’s a fire in the breeze

The crimson of the autumn leaves

Falling on the meadow

In the whisper of the trees

A spirit that is ill at ease

Calling from the shadow

Of dreams

Where you can see yourself

Take me now, hold me here

Where you hurt too much

I can see you clearly now

In the changing light of love

There’s a certain time of day

When everything is beautiful

Even what you’re missing

And a feeling that will stay

Sweeter than the promises

Of someone you are kissing

Goodbye

Watching them go away

Take me now, hold me here

Where you hurt too much

I can see you clearly now

In the changing light of love

In the voice of a forgotten boy

There’s a melody you recognize

From a song that you used to sing

In a time before your heart was broken open

From the window of the house

You’re looking at a part of you

Flowers growing wild

And free

Where there is love