The Passing of Time Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou
The Passing of Time Songtext
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
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 eyes 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
I close my eyes 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
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
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 eyes 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
I close my eyes 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
Writer(s): Trevor Steven Deeble, Hannah Louise Griffiths Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com