HARVEST OF HEART Spring and summer time used to be warm Sunshine looking fine, shelter from the storm Days spent outdoors leave now far behind When autumn rain pours as tears in your mind Oh, August turns to September I got too much to remember Too hard to forget In the last touch of the sunset So, we must learn to be apart Drift on our own now through the dark Harvest of the heart Love that has grown longs to restart Seed of friendliness that you planted deep Can still grow I guess, good for us to keep Will that mature and grow to great love Reveal its nature like clouds high above Oh, August turns to September I got too much to remember Too hard to forget In the last touch of the sunset So, we must learn to be apart Drift on our own now through the dark Harvest of the heart Love that has grown longs to restart Taste of your lips will be its wine Glow of your eyes will be its fruit Warmth of your skin makes life of mine More complete than ever before First we must learn to be apart Drift on our own now through the dark To harvest the love Truth must be sown straight from the heart |
Samaan teeman sopivaa jatkoa: I can't hear a single bird sing No butterfly now spreads her wings No flower rises up to bloom From sands of time slowly falling down Like summer leaves that turn to brown You friend have packed down and left the town So you have chosen a lonely room Instead of life growing from the stones Autumn is the poison We drink more of it every day From pouring rain on horizon And in corner of your eye All of those bitter tears We tried to hide but tend to cry Maybe the pain disappears As the autumn days go by I can't see the pretty girls play No laughter, joy and songs today Those empty beaches wait to drown The sad man into the rolling waves The ocean calms down soon to freeze As love memories, in every piece Of your heart broken once again Waiting for spring and the better days Autumn is the poison We drink more of it every day From pouring rain on horizon And in corner of your eye All of those bitter tears We tried to hide but tend to cry Maybe the pain disappears As the autumn days go by |