I like to watch things... like to watch things grow, and to take things slow
I like to take them in with the starlight and the moon on a cold night
Oh, I’d like to see them stay
Like those days when we must walk this world alone
As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold
...and the world grows cold
I like to watch them... like to watch them go to where they are gone
I like to take them on, to take them all, and to make them small
Oh, I’d like to see them stay
Like those days when we must walk this world alone
As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold
...and the world grows cold
Like those days when we must walk this world alone
As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold
And the world grows like those days
When we must walk this world alone
As the purple sky turns grey and the world grows cold
And the world grows cold
