Crystal coloured glass containing pictures of my past 

And wonders that you never even dreamed 

Light reflecting shades of  my childhood younger days 

And rainbows sometimes never having rained



Times that went so fast, good times that couldn't last 

Like lightning never striking twice 

Years that weren't so bad, the days that weren't so bright 

Like clouds that formed and broke up over night



I climb the twisting path of fate 

And I look down on the village far below 

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears 

Why I'm crying, I will never know



The misty image forms of a time that now I recall 

A wave then ripples on a broken shore 

Past, present, future too, come flashing into view 

Like thunder claps that cannot be ignored



And the wind blows through the corridors of years 

And my hair is white, many Winter snows



And the rain comes and mingles with my tears 

Why I'm crying, I will never know



I climb the twisting path of fate 

And look down on the village far below 

And the rain comes and mingles with my tears 

Why I'm crying, I will never know



And the rain comes and mingles with my tears 

Why I'm crying, I will never know