Из альбома: ...Waiting for the Tide
Verse: Six years old
Wants to know what's out there
His dark blond hair
Moving slowly in the wind
An open mind
Filled with curiosity
Unaware
Of where time is taking him to
Bridge: Still only a child but yet so old
His mind made up, there is no way he'd stop
He has to find out
Chorus: Events that are to come and go
In a pond of thoughts
Reflections passing by his eyes
The mirror of his life is complete
Verse. Now each day
Is shorter than the last
The yellow trees
Only leave a few more weeks
In the early dawn
He knows just what to do
To solve the quiz
Must be done before winter falls
Bridge: Still only a child but yet so old
His mind made up, there is no way he'd stop
He has to find out
Chorus: Events that are to come and go
In a pond of thoughts
Reflections passing by his eyes
The mirror of his life is complete
Stick: A day, a week, a year who can tell from now?
Predictions never seem to show what you want to know
Chorus: Events that are to come and go
In a pond of thoughts
Reflections passing by his eyes
The mirror of his life is complete