Trevor Moss - The Passing Of Time
SHE'S A WANDERING STAR

ON A MOONLESS SUMMER NIGHT
SHE'S THE FIRE BURNING BRIGHT
I CLOSE MY EYES TO FEEL HER
AND IN THE DARKNESS FIND

A QUIET PLACE NOT SO UNKIND

SHE'S A WILD FLOWER
RARE AND DELICATE SHE GROWS
WHEREVER A WARM WIND BLOWS
I CLOSE MY EYES TO FIND HER

AND IN THE DARKNESS FIND

A QUIET PLACE NOT SO UNKIND

SEARCHING HARD FOR THE HEART TO START AGAIN
I'M LOST UPON A CROWDED STREET
STRUGGLING TO HEAR MY MIND
ABOVE THE SOUND OF THE RUSHING FEET

LEAVING ME SO FAR BEHIND

SO I'M OFF TO FIND MY OWN PIECE OF LAND

WHERE I CAN STAND THE PASSING OF TIME

SHE'S A BREAKING WAVE

A SINGLE CRASH UPON A SHORE
TO RECEDE FOREVER MORE
I CLOSE MY EYE'S TO CATCH HER
AND IN THE DARKNESS FIND
A QUIET PLACE NOT SO UNKIND

AND SHE'S THE HUMMINGBIRD

MADE OF COLOUR HARD TO MISS
THE SWEETEST SONG UPON HER LIPS

MY I EYES CLOSE TO HEAR HER
AND IN THE DARKNESS FIND

A QUIET PLACE NOT SO UNKIND

SEARCHING HARD FOR THE HEART TO START AGAIN
I'M LOST UPON A CROWDED STREET
STRUGGLING TO HEAR MY MIND
ABOVE THE SOUND OF THE RUSHING FEET
LEAVING ME SO FAR BEHIND
SO I'M OFF TO FIND MY OWN PIECE OF LAND

WHERE I CAN STAND THE PASSING OF TIME