Why must you shed such tender tears In the evening of your years? No other love could stem the tide Of the loneliness I hide Open your heart and let me live All the promises I could give The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass In a world of fading sadness An emerald ring, a photograph That look in your eyes, the brush of your cheek These are the moments in life that I seek No reason or rhyme, no presence of mind Just a dance to the music of time Why must you shed such tender tears In the evening of your years? No other love could stem the tide Of the loneliness I hide Inside out, upside down Obscured by clouds, or underground The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass Wherever you are, whenever you speak These are the moments in my life that I seek No reason or rhyme, by chance or design Just a dance to the music of time Open your heart and let me live All the promises that I could give The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass No reason or rhyme, by chance or design Just a dance to the music of time
Why must you shed such tender tears In the evening of your years? No other love could stem the tide Of the loneliness I hide Open your heart and let me live All the promises I could give The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass In a world of fading sadness An emerald ring, a photograph That look in your eyes, the brush of your cheek These are the moments in life that I seek No reason or rhyme, no presence of mind Just a dance to the music of time Why must you shed such tender tears In the evening of your years? No other love could stem the tide Of the loneliness I hide Inside out, upside down Obscured by clouds, or underground The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass Wherever you are, whenever you speak These are the moments in my life that I seek No reason or rhyme, by chance or design Just a dance to the music of time Open your heart and let me live All the promises that I could give The sun and moon and all the stars They bow down to you whenever you pass No reason or rhyme, by chance or design Just a dance to the music of time
