There is a light in this failing city
There is a house in this fading light
There is a face in the field of stars
There is a star in the House of Night
Picture yourself in a room by a river
Picture yourself in a house of stone
Make up your mind and make it better
We could be lovers in a sea of light
Worry wastes our time
Patience takes too long
Virtues please leave hold of me
And soul, find me wandering
There is a spring in our sleeping winter
There is a bud in our waning spring
There is a lamp in this darkening hour
Always an hour in the sea of time
Picture yourself in a room by a river
Picture yourself in a house of stone
Make up your mind and make it better
We will be lovers in a sea of light
Worry takes too long
Patience wastes our time
Lover please take hold of me so tonight we'll find...
Picture yourself as the wind at the seashore
Picture yourself as rain on leaves
Every hour is a door to be opened
Every door will await its hour