In Places of the run

All alone in bridge of silence
i suppose you shouldn't stay,
all alone in dream's asylum
don't you know we've come a long way...
I suppose we were
somewhere in the sun
we walked in coloured fields
in places on the run.
what a dream i had
dressed in coloured shawls
though the night was so warm
and a nightingale
sat on a castle wall
while the river ran on
calling - hearing you call
the river ran on
running -
the river ran on.
it felt as if we were
in places yet unknown
we walked through the bazaars
in places on the run
what a dream i had
walking by the wall
oh the raiment and all
the stars that flickered by
soon to be replaced
if i asked them they'd fall
calling - hearing you call
the river ran on
running -
the river ran on.
what a dream i had
dressed in coloured shawls
though the night was so warm,
and in the darkness i
tried to take your hand
but it was nothing at all.
nothing at all
the river ran on
nothing at all.
the river ran on.